Mr. I told him instantly and shamelessly that the play was going to be worth ten thousand pounds. That a longing of hers should be realized in this strange fashion was difficult to believe: it vaguely suggested something of a trap. “It is possible, mademoiselle,” he said, “that this affair is not yet ended. Oh God! my limbs fail me. "Do you mean to say you will interfere—" "I mean to say this," interrupted Wild, with contemptuous calmness, "that I'll neither allow you to leave England nor the profession you've engaged in. “I’ve plenty of pals,” he said, “who, when they’ve been doing Paris on the Q. “Why do you hate me again, my love?” He seemed to brighten, feeding upon the intensity of her emotion. The doctor paced the room half a dozen times.
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