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Trollope, Anthony, 1815-1882

"The Small House at Allington"

He
would not throw Cradell in her teeth if he could help it; but it was
incumbent on him to gain a victory, and if the worst should come to
the worst, he must use such weapons as destiny and the chance of war
had given him.
He found Mrs Roper in the dining-room as he entered, and immediately
began his work. "Mrs Roper," he said, "I'm going out of town the day
after to-morrow."
"Oh, yes, Mr Eames, we know that. You're going as a visitor to the
noble mansion of the Earl De Guest."
"I don't know about the mansion being very noble, but I'm going down
into the country for a fortnight. When I come back--"
"When you come back, Mr Eames, I hope you'll find your room a deal
more comfortable. I know it isn't quite what it should be for a
gentleman like you, and I've been thinking for some time past--"
"But, Mrs Roper, I don't mean to come back here any more. It's just
that that I want to say to you."
"Not come back to the crescent!"
"No, Mrs Roper. A fellow must move sometimes, you know; and I'm sure
I've been very constant to you for a long time.


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