‘But we—mon mari and myself—we have the bonne chance. He has no imagination, no real generosity. Prison was bleak without spaciousness, and pervaded by a faint, oppressive smell; and she had to wait two hours in the sullenly defiant company of two unclean women thieves before a cell could be assigned to her. He was evidently nervous, and very anxious to be impressive; his projecting eyes sought to dominate. Ramage,” she cried, “you are outrageous! You understand nothing. I am guilty practically of the impertinence of coming to ask you whether I misunderstood your sister. He was always doing his best to call her attention to the fact that he was a man of spirit and quality and experience, and she a young and beautiful woman, and that all sorts of constructions upon their relationship were possible, trusting her to go on from that to the idea that all sorts of relationships were possible. ‘That’s what started the fracas,’ Gerald admitted ruefully, nursing his injured hand as he recalled it. ‘Not another caller will I receive this day. As soon as the latter beheld him, she uttered a loud scream, and fainted. The necessity of defending herself and assuming a confident and secure tone did much to dispell the sense of being exposed and indefensible in a huge dingy world that abounded in sinister possibilities.
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