Was the man
debating whether or no to tell the truth? A grimace played about Valade’s mouth
and the general waited, maintaining his own rigid pose. She said”—Ann Veronica shivered again—“‘I hope
it won’t make you uncomfortable, my dear’—like that—‘and whatever you do,
do be careful of your hair!’ I think—I judge from her manner—that she thought
it was just a little indelicate of us—considering everything; but she tried to be
practical and sympathetic and live down to our standards. If he could keep it up—style and calibre of
imagination—within a year the name of Taber would become widely known. “These clothes are French, and I’m sure this
floppy bow would make a Frenchman of me anyhow. Anyhow, they didn’t run about so much. But then—Oh! Madam, there are moments—moments of darkness, which
overshadow a whole existence—in the lives of the poor houseless wretches who
traverse the streets, when reason is well-nigh benighted; when the horrible
promptings of despair can, alone, be listened to; and when vice itself assumes
the aspect of virtue. Some of the meetings are wonderful! Such earnest, beautiful women! Such deepbrowed men!. Her mind went on generalizing.
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