She spoke with an entirely false note of cheerful offhandedness. ’ ‘You should be happy that you are not dead,’ she retorted, but with a diminution of the venom and fright in her voice. Girls erupted in waves of whispering as soon as she passed them by. “I knew of course that you were at the Montressor’s, but I had no idea that it was a music hall party afterwards. They were the three most beautiful women I had ever seen. I heard rumours of it in Paris, and the place since then has been closed. I have been thinking—I will go to my wife again. Mountains out of molehills and armies out of windmills; and you'll tire yourself in one direction and shatter yourself in the other. I desire, Sir, you'll recollect yourself.
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