Bit priggish, isn’t it? And if he only knew it—so absurd. Then to the Feathers, in Drury Lane. “I think she would,” she decided. The thousand voices which a few moments before had been so clamorous were now hushed. ‘Now let’s have it. In a side-glance—for the floor was variously encumbered with overturned objects—he saw one of his paper weights, a coloured glass ball such as McClintock used in trade. "She is my lawful wife. What need had she of Gerald, or anyone? Yet, if he was here, would he not make some foolish game with her and make her laugh? Instead of behaving in this fashion so stupide, and crying, crying, crying. ‘I’m following a scent.
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