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She could not resist enduing persons she met with the noble attributes of the fictional characters. Almost instantly she had recognized the fallacy of such a statement. My work will be all sufficient. Pale, flesh-colored light filtered in through the corners of the house. "'T is he!" he mentally ejaculated. She had to school herself to speak the words which she knew would cut him like a knife. The room was papered with green, large-patterned paper that was at worst a trifle dingy, and the arm-chair and the seats of the other chairs were covered with the unusual brightness of a large-patterned chintz, which also supplied the window-curtain. There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. This—this shatters a world!” She tried to feel sorry, but her sense of his immense egotism was strong and clear. “I’m not gentle. She held up the lamp. What else could one say? I left him to suppose—a registry perhaps. I sang to him, and he was satisfied.
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