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heapproaching as if to salute
me. I coldly turned to the tableand began to pour out the coffee
observing that he was rather late.
He uttered a low whistle and sauntered away to the window
where he stood for some minutes looking out upon the pleasing
prospect of sullengrey cloudsstreaming rainsoaking lawnand
drippingleafless treesand muttering execrations on the weather
and then sat down to breakfast. While taking his coffee he
muttered it was ‘d—d cold’.
‘You should not have left it so long’ said I.
He made no answerand the meal was concluded in silence. It
was a relief to both when the letter-bag was brought in. It
contained upon examination a newspaper and one or two letters
for himand a couple of letters for mewhich he tossed across the
table without a remark. One was from my brotherthe other from
Milicent Hargravewho is now in London with her mother. HisI
thinkwere business lettersand apparently not much to his mind
for he crushed them into his pocket with some muttered expletives
that I should have reproved him for at any other time. The paper
The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
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