Sheppard's attention; and no sooner did she in some degree recover from the shock occasioned by the sight of her son's debased condition, than, regardless of any other consideration except his instant removal from the contaminating society by which he was surrounded, and utterly forgetting the more cautious plan she meant to have adopted, she rushed into the room, and summoned him to follow her. It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it. "Let us in," said the Master, rapping his truncheon authoritatively against the boards, "or we'll force an entrance. ‘All these soldiers,’ she complained, adding with a sweep of one arm at the major’s dress, ‘all of them in red as you. Running to Gosse, she seized the portrait from his hand and lashed out, taking him off guard, so that he staggered back and fell against the card table. His hug became an embrace. “It jars. The young man opposite was straining his ears to listen to their conversation. Sheppard. ‘You have a knack of saying just the wrong thing. She smiled at the sight of him, and thereat his radiation increased. The City worried him a good deal, and what energy he had left over he spent partly in golf, a game he treated very seriously, and partly in the practices of microscopic petrography.
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