Oh! Christ! de door's shut! It musht have schwung to during de schuffle!"
"Shut!" exclaimed Wild. You cannot
refuse me this. His
shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were
stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his
head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged
hat. ” He examined the emerald in his
hands and placed it carefully on the glass table. Most of the tables were for those who smoked only and
drank wine, but there were a few spread with tablecloths and laid for dinner. In a few
minutes, an appalling change was perceptible. Life is a patchwork of impressions, of vanishing personalities. "
"You won't tell me what he has done?"
"If you'll tell me where he's heading. ”
“DUSTING!” said Miss Miniver, in a sepulchral voice. They tracked the fugitive to the
Mint; but, like hounds at fault, they here lost all scent of their prey. She went from
period to period exactly as she would have read prose; so that sense and music
were equally balanced. “You are very good,” she said. "
"Very true," chuckled Jackson; "very true. ”
It was a tiny little room, daintily furnished, individual in its quaint colouring, and
the masses of perfumed flowers set in strange and unexpected places.
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