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“What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his
elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. ‘I am not French in the
least, bête. “Why on earth,” he asked, “did you hurt me like that?”
Ann Veronica did her best to think she had not deliberately attempted to cause
him pain. Ye gods! what a
wilderness it is! Every one trying to get the better of every one, every one
regardless of every one—it’s one of those days when every one bumps against
you—every one pouring coal smoke into the air and making confusion worse
confounded, motor omnibuses clattering and smelling, a horse down in the
Tottenham Court Road, an old woman at the corner coughing dreadfully—all the
painful sights of a great city, and here you come into it to take your chances. You have set out to do
something which is neither God's way nor man's. “I will not ask you to explain further. Sheppard, you mean, Sir," interrupted his wife, ironically. Somewhere she
had read that it was the proper thing to do and that men liked to be alone with
their tobacco. But here,—even here, the demon was
suffered to intrude, and Jack's thoughts were distracted by Jonathan Wild, who
stood at a little distance from him, and kept his bloodthirsty eyes fixed on him
during the whole of the service. You get one, you
get them all. And then all her restlessness was turned to joy. ”
“Yes, it is.
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