As soon, however, as the last solemn rites were over, and the remains of the unfortunate woman committed to their final resting-place in Willesden churchyard, his firmness completely deserted him, and he sank beneath the weight of his affliction. Morningside Park was a suburb that had not altogether, as people say, come off. Sebastian was always a man who felt the need to surround himself with the trappings of the finer life. “You see, daddy, I don’t think it IS preposterous. One trouble, however, shot its slanting bolts athwart the shining warmth of that opening day and marred its perfection, and that was the thought of her father. Reverse psychology or something, it’s like she was trying to draw him nearer by pushing him away. She threw hat and coat on the bed and sat down before the fire. What was the fellow doing in this part of the town? Had not Lady Bicknacre said he was living at Paddington? The Frenchman, booted and neat in buckskin breeches and a plain frockcoat, a flat-brimmed hat on his head, paused a moment at an intersection with one of the roads leading north, apparently seeking a street sign.
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