Soamesfrowned。”Well?””Shehasremainedfaithfultomemory。”Havingsaidthat，Jolyonwasashamed。Hiscousinhadflushedaduskyyellowishred。Whathadmadehimteasethepoorbrute！”Iwastotellyousheissorryyouarenotfree。Twelveyearsisalongtime。Youknowyourlaw，andwhatchanceitgivesyou。”

　　Soamesutteredacuriouslittlegrunt，andthetworemainedafullminutewithoutspeaking。’Likewax！’thoughtJolyon，watchingthatcloseface，wheretheflushwasfastsubsiding。’He’llnevergivemeasignofwhathe’sthinking，orgoingtodo。Likewax！’Andhetransferredhisgazetoaplanofthatflourishingtown，’By-

　　StreetonSea，’thefutureexistenceofwhichlayexposedonthewalltothepossessiveinstinctsofthefirm’sclients。Thewhim-

　　sicalthoughtflashedthroughhim：’IwonderifIshallgetabillofcostsforthis——”ToattendingMr。JolyonForsyteinthematterofmydivorce，toreceivinghisaccountofhisvisittomywife，andtoadvisinghimtogoandseeheragain，sixteenandeightpence。”’

　　SuddenlySoamessaid：”Ican’tgoonlikethis。Itellyou，I

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