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"I am calm—perfectly calm," replied Winifred. Heaven forbid. . Tombs were desecrated, beautiful
statues toppled, and the colorful shops that she had been
enchanted by along the canal had been closed or burned. She felt a hysterical desire to strike him, to
burst out crying, to blurt out the whole miserable truth. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted
maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented
itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for
many women it is a lost paradise. “Yes,” she said, very faintly. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off
against the rich man's luxury. As a sex you’re a little under-trained—in affairs. But if his frame was immature,
his looks were not so. Twice he cleaned the old briar; still
there was no improvement. “If you think it worth while,” she answered doubtfully. “No,” said her brother, conclusively, “it’s not for a parent to go on persuading
a child. I undid his coat, and I
took it from his pocket.
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