Part 7 Then one day a little thing happened that clothed itself in significance. " "Can't we break it off?" replied Mrs. ” His voice conveyed studied moderation. At the recollection that it was his, she seemed to fall through a thin surface, as one might fall through the crust of a lava into glowing depths. She was lovely, painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her to be. If we were to wait till a prig was rightfully nabbed, we might tarry till doomsday.
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