"Zounds!" cried Kneebone, furiously. I said, that day at Surbiton, ‘There’s many good things in life, but there’s only one best, and that’s the wild-haired girl who’s pulling away at that oar. “David Courtlaw!” she repeated. From me. "Will you plead?" demanded Wild, harshly. She had never seen her sitting on tables nor heard her discussing theology, and had failed to observe that the graceful figure was a natural one and not due to ably chosen stays. "Some dreadful deed is about to be committed, which I may perhaps prevent," muttered Jack to himself. . There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them. She realized more and more the quality of the brink upon which she stood—the dreadful readiness with which in certain moods she might plunge, the unmitigated wrongness and recklessness of such a self-abandonment. " "I'm sure I'm very sorry.
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