The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. If only sometimes he would grow angry at her, impatient! But his tender courtesy was unfailing; and under this would be the abiding bitterness of having mistaken gratitude for love. Later, at the bottom of that envelope I found a letter. ’ If you engage me it must be upon my own merits. Before leaving the place he looked upwards, and could just discern the blue vault and pale stars of Heaven through an iron grating at the top. He had a flattish, perhaps, it should be called, a flattened nose, and a brown, leathernlooking hide, that seemed as if it had not unfrequently undergone the process of tanning.
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