The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 121: what you’re looking at

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104 REYNOLDS’ WORKS eleven o’clock, so you have plenty of time to amuse yourself till dinner.’’ 4 He was about to ejaculate that this was another taunt, but feeling the inutility of renewing the war of words, or, rather, of prosecuting it on his own side, he said, ‘* No, no, I shall not forget, I will be home by seven,” and he quitted the room. Stephanie proceeded mechanically toward one of the win- dows, and in a few minutes, as she gazed vacantly forth, she observed her husband hurrying along in the direction of Auteuil. He was on foot. She looked wistfully after him in the hope that he would turn his head and wave his hand, but he did not; and she could not help feeling disappointed that he should not think it possible she might be at the window. ‘Then, as she remained there, watching his receding form, she could not help noticing the hurried manner in which he was. proceeding; and now she bethought herselt that for the last fortnight he had not been once out on horse- back. This circumstance had not occurred to her before, and though not for a single instant did she now regard it as suspicious, yet she nevertheless wondered thereat. She knew how passionately fond he had ever been of equestrian exercise, and it was therefore natural she should marvel that he had ceased to take it. But she soon fell into another train of reflections in respect to Jules, and retiring to her own boudoir, sat herself down to review all the details of the scene which had just taken place, so as to glean therefrom the necessary hints to reform her conduct for the future. For the poor creature really and truly believed that all the - fault was on her own side, and that she therefore did indeed require such self-reformation. CONNIE NOOO KS (E(0)