It had a tiny flaw, most bizarre. ‘Dieu du ciel, for what do you take me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ he threw at her. ’ A sudden frown sprang to the fellow’s face. Men ought not to idealize any woman. Wait a little; rest. 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. ’ Colour suffused the man’s face. Ennison’s signet-ring had cut nearly to the bone. “Why should I bear the burden of your wickedness? Who knows what might come of it? I shall permit nothing of the sort. She would just walk out of the house and go.
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