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She was aware of it
now as if it were a voice shouting outside a house, shouting passionate verities in
a hot sunlight, a voice that cries while people talk insincerely in a darkened room
and pretend not to hear. “And now let us leave the men alone and
talk about ourselves. She
tucked her stick under her arm and re-read Manning’s letter. “One doesn’t want to turn the whole thing into a mere sex antagonism. She is my only family. ‘But my poor Jacques is wounded and—’
‘All taken care of,’ interrupted Hilary. Ireton and his friends to taste it. She held it down with the poker, looking nervously over her shoulder. "
"And you expect me to believe you after what has passed?"
"I do; and, more than that, I expect you to thank me. "
And she flung herself between them. Such was his fury, that if he
had not been restrained by the presence of the two turnkeys, he might perhaps
have anticipated the course of justice, by laying violent hands upon his victim. But her cries, instead of moving her assailant's compassion, only
added to his fury.
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