The expression, however, which would chiefly have interested a beholder, was that of settled and profound melancholy. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. She dropped beside the chair, sat cross-legged, and laughed at the futile jade-coloured wall. “Why did you do it?” her aunt urged. “To my chagrin, I have. Certain phases of irony always caused him to chuckle audibly. Lest the carpenter should be taxed with too much uxoriousness, it behoves us to ascertain whether the personal attractions of his helpmate would, in any degree, justify the devotion he displayed. Why would militia be infesting the place? And he must by now be aware of my interest.
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