[Dross by Henry Seton Merriman]@TWC D-Link bookDross CHAPTER XVIII 2/12
But the fellow had a keen look, and there was something in the lines of his thin, determined lips that gave one confidence.
I saw that he did not reciprocate this feeling.
Indeed, I think he rather despised me for a thick-headed country bumpkin. He glanced around the gorgeously decorated smoking-room of the club with a look half-contemptuous and half-envious, and sat restlessly in the luxurious arm-chair native to club smoking-rooms, as one cultivating a Spartan habit of life. "It is probable," he said bluntly, "that you are being watched." "Yes--I know the bailiffs keep their eye on me." "I suppose you are not going away to shoot or anything like that ?" "I can go to France and look after Madame de Clericy's property," answered I, and the prospect of a change of scene was not unpleasant to me.
For, to tell the truth, I was ill at ease at this time, and while in England fell victim to a weak and unmanly longing to be at Hopton.
For, however strong a man's will may be, it seems that one woman in his path must have the power to inspire him with such a longing that he cannot free his mind of thoughts of her, nor interest himself in any other part of the world but that which she inhabits.
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