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"Woman, your wits are fled!"
And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly,
"I can't find the key. “I heard nothing,” he declared, “and my ears are good. "
"If my dignity must be purchased by the loss of you, I renounce it," cried
Thames. Were I a painter of subject pictures, I would exhaust all my skill in proportion
and perspective and atmosphere upon the august seat of empire, I would present
it gray and dignified and immense and respectable beyond any mere verbal
description, and then, in vivid black and very small, I would put in those
valiantly impertinent vans, squatting at the base of its altitudes and pouring out a
swift, straggling rush of ominous little black objects, minute figures of
determined women at war with the universe. Sheppard stopped him.
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