"Miss Summerson," said Mr. Vholes, very slowly rubbing his gloved hands, as if, to his cold sense of touch, they were much the same in black kid or out of it, "this was an ill-advised marriage of Mr. C.'s."

"Miss Summerson," said Mr. Vholes, very slowly rubbing his gloved hands, "this was an ill-advised marriage of Mr. C.'s."
