She longed to own something lasting, anything, but knew her wishes to be stupid. His attitude toward her was purely intellectual, free of any sentimentality, utterly selfish. "And, oh! forgive me, though I can never forgive myself, for the misery I have caused you. . He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly. "Mr. To-morrow we'll raise our first island.
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