“You knew it,” he added, in her momentary silence. Don’t imagine that. 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. “I want a plain word with you about all
this. I suppose most of our daughters would marry
organ-grinders if they had a chance—at that age. “I wonder,” he said, “how you would like to be made love to—boldly or
timorously or sentimentally. "I might return the question. I'm one of those unfortunate duffers who have too much
imagination—the kind who build their own chimeras and then run away from
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"I can at least, protect myself," replied Wild, with, provoking calmness. 1. Every rule is against me—Why did I let you begin this? I might have told—”
“I don’t see that you could help—”
“I might have helped—”
“You couldn’t. Mauled about!”
She fell to rubbing her insulted lips savagely with the back of her hand. He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little
movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough.
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