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"To-morrow will be too late," said Sheppard, moodily. In olden days it boasted a chapel, dedicated to Saint
Thomas; beneath which there was a crypt curiously constructed amid the arches,
where "was sepultured Peter the Chaplain of Colechurch, who began the Stone
Bridge at London:" and it still boasted an edifice (though now in rather a
tumbledown condition) which had once vied with a palace,—we mean Nonesuch
House. Probably she was married years ago and is now
merely on the way to her husband's house. "But I can
guess what it's for. ’
Taken aback, Gerald let out a short laugh. No blowzy barmaids for him to-day:
an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper
meed of sympathy. She got out of bed, her eyes still half-closed, and stood
slack jawed. Sudden indignation boiled up in him. “I did not recognize him,” Anna answered. For a time she brooded on the ideals and
suggestions of the Socialists, on the vague intimations of an Endowment of
Motherhood, of a complete relaxation of that intense individual dependence for
women which is woven into the existing social order.
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