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                                                                  • I tried to look just interested and nonchalant, but I wondered what was coming.


                                                                    `Nothing,' said Tatiana innocently. `What could happen? I said I would be here, and I am here. You have no faith. Since I am sure you are more interested in my dowry than in me, it is up there.'[136]


                                                                                                                                    • I smoothed his hair as maternally as I could, wondering how to escape from his embrace, yet at the same time being melted by the despair of this strong man and by his dependence on me. I tried to make my voice sound matter-of-fact. "Well, if you ask me, it was a lucky escape. Any girl as changeable as that would not have made you a good wife. There are many other better girls in Germany. Come on, Kurt," I struggled to sit up. "We'll go out to dinner and a cinema. It will take your mind off things. It's no good crying over spilt milk. Come on!" I freed myself rather breathlessly and we both got to our feet."How do you like it?" "It's a beautiful place."


                                                                                                                                      He brought me some chops, and vegetables, and took the covers off in such a bouncing manner that I was afraid I must have given him some offence. But he greatly relieved my mind by putting a chair for me at the table, and saying, very affably, 'Now, six-foot! come on!''It was at Mr. Creakle's, my son tells me, that you first became acquainted,' said Mrs. Steerforth, as she and I were talking at one table, while they played backgammon at another. 'Indeed, I recollect his speaking, at that time, of a pupil younger than himself who had taken his fancy there; but your name, as you may suppose, has not lived in my memory.'



                                                                                                                                                                                                      • THE black Topoyet hurtled through the deserted streets which were shiny with the dew of what would be a beautiful day.


                                                                                                                                                                                                        AND INDIA.