I'm thinking of making Mr.Hutchins take me into partnership; he'd rather do it than lose me.

I'm well thought of, Mr.Bates, by everybody, and I'm going to get rich." "Rich," he echoed, quietly.

He looked now, his mind drawn by hers, at her fine clothes, and at the luxuriant red hair that was arranged with artificial display.

The painfulness of his breath and his weakness returned now within his range of feeling.
Without having expected to absorb his mind or knowing that she cared to do so, she still felt that instant that something was lost to her.

The whole stream of his life, that had been hers since she had entered the room, was no longer all for her.