A Fair Fraud — page 29: what you’re looking at

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CHAPTER II But to go back to the frost. Marion was standing by the window of the morning-room looking up somewhat disconso- lately at the sky. Nota premonitory symptom of a change was there about it—the frost had apparently got into a habit of itself—it had lasted over a week now. ‘It may go on for weeks—months!’ thought Marion, dismally. She did not often stand idle by the window, but 1t was Monday morning, and the butler had just brought in the second post letters, which on Monday mornings in the country generally include the London letters, and Mrs Drury had stopped the reading of the leading articles in order to open her correspond- ence. So Marion was free to wander to the window for a few minutes, and to think out her own melancholy thoughts. ‘And it’s one whole fortnight to-day since he went away! It seems like two months instead of two weeks; it’s so dreadfully dull when he is not at home! Not that I get much out of it when he is; but then I want so 18 GOMMGIOO