Essentially the talk was a mixture of fragments
of sentences heard, of passages read, or arguments indicated rather than stated,
and all of it was served in a sauce of strange enthusiasm, thin yet intense. "She has, she has," said Jack, in a broken voice. Wood's anxiety to please her distinguished guests speedily displayed itself
in a very plentiful, if not very dainty repast. "What?… Oh!… Well, good Lord!" He wrenched loose his head and stood up,
sending the chair clattering to the floor. She climbed back into the window an hour before
sunrise. Aware of the footman hovering, and the hackney coachman’s curious eyes
looking down from his box, Gerald leaned a little towards her and spoke in a
lowered tone. If you ask me, you’ll have to beat her regularly
if you don’t want to live a dog’s life. The Widgett method of thought puzzled her weakly rhetorical
mind. Which were perfectly true, as Gerald was aware. . Gerald would certainly have demanded back his sword.
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