He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. I call myself a man of the world, a man of many experiences, but I never knew what love meant—until I met your sister. “It would have been rash and unwise,” she said at the end of a meditation. “Can you not understand? It is of no use your taking my identity and all the burden of my iniquities upon your dear shoulders if I am to be recognized the moment I show my face in London. " Without another word, and accompanied by Thames, he then took his way to Dollis Hill in a state of the deepest depression.
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