"
With no little effort—for the right words had a way of tumbling back out of
reach—he marshalled his phrases, and as he uttered them, closed his eyes to
lessen the possibility of a break. . Egad! I shall make a good thing of
it. “I wish this hadn’t turned up to-day of all
days. CHAPTER XXVII
His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her
suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent
thought. Wished to see you. "You needn't gag me," he added, "I'll not cry out. “Let your friends act for you. But something
instinctive prevented that, and with the finest resolve not to be “silly” and
prudish she found that whenever he became at all bold in this matter she became
severely scientific and impersonal, almost entomological indeed, in her method;
she killed every remark as he made it and pinned it out for examination. You are—or rather you were——” he corrected
himself with an unpleasant little laugh, “Miss Pellissier, eh?”
A little sensation followed upon his words. “Well, I have said what I had to say, stumblingly and badly, and baldly.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjIxNi4xNDIuMjQgLSAwNS0wNy0yMDI0IDA4OjM1OjE0IC0gODkxNjQxNTk1
This video was uploaded to damaulifm.org on 30-06-2024 15:56:13