“I do hope I have been able to make you understand how I feel, that you don’t consider me a hopeless prig. I didn’t realize—I don’t see how I can get out of it now. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. He was wearing a new silk hat, with a slightly more generous brim than its predecessor, and it suited his type of face, robbed his dark eyes a little of their aggressiveness and gave him a solid and dignified and benevolent air.
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