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’ Gerald eyed her. She was alone, and the mask of her unchanging high spirits was for the moment laid aside. He turned. ’ ‘Assuredly there are many escaping from France at this time. It had evidently seen better days before being relegated to the ministrations of a hackney coachman, one who evidently served the less affluent inhabitants of London. She never had been much of a looker, but she had stopped worrying about such things long ago. The life with which he had endued these sheets of paper began to beckon imperiously. He opened the drawer of the writing table. One would think that you enjoyed crawling away out of your world into hiding, with a very foolish wicked wife. “I know that our social order is dreadful enough,” he said, “and sacrifices all that is best and most beautiful in life. What had urged her to wrench loose and fly was the guarding instinct of the good woman. The watcher's intake of breath was sibilant.
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