"Teach you to keep your distance!" retorted Mrs. It is bad
policy. She was almost
tempted to tell him, if only to see the cracks of surprise and incredulity break the
immobility of his yellow countenance. “A man who
does not touch his wife, who ignores his wife, what kind
of man is he? I am not sick any more. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off
against the rich man's luxury. The lady grasped it more firmly and turned it upon Hilary. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was
nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to
recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical?
Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more
accurate application. He looked up to see an ancient coach making its ponderous way down the
street. “He can’t be more than thirty. In a convent, you understand, one is like a servant, even if one is a lady. "Good work. White became conscious of a distinct sense of
uneasiness, and showed it in her face. It was only some hours after that these ambiguous elements evaporated and
vanished and loathing came, and she really began to be thoroughly sick and
ashamed of the whole disgraceful quarrel and scuffle.
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