This unexpected interpolation might spoil the efficacy of all that had gone before. Ramage,” she said, “please don’t talk like this. Let me keep him. . She opened it and imbibed. According to what I’ve heard, you oughtn’t to be here. ’ Gerald drew his breath in sharply as Lord Charvill took a step towards his granddaughter, thrusting out his head. The glass in the windows was broken—the roof unthatched—the walls dilapidated. The London backgrounds, in Bloomsbury and Marylebone, against which these people went to and fro, took on, by reason of their gray facades, their implacably respectable windows and window-blinds, their reiterated unmeaning iron railings, a stronger and stronger suggestion of the flavor of her father at his most obdurate phase, and of all that she felt herself fighting against.
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