There
were one or two bitter moments in his life when he had been made to feel that
gentility laid on with a brush may sometimes crack and show weak places—that
deportment and breeding are after all things apart. "You needn't go far to do that," returned Quilt; "there he stands. Scarcely any one entered Mr. I am betrothed to Captain Roding, which is why you can’t have him, you
see. ”
It was a long, meandering talk, stupid, shameful, and unavoidable. ‘Come along. Ashen blonde, a shade that would never excite the cynical commentary
which men applied to certain types of blondes. What does she look like?’
‘Black hair. The man could
put a bullet through her before she could hope to reach any one of them. And I've made up my mind that a husband ought to believe only half that he
hears, and nothing that he sees.
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