‘Never trust a gun in female hands,’ grumbled Hilary, dropping the nun’s habit and backing to join his friend. "But to drag this innocent child into the muck! With her head full of book nonsense—love stories and fairy stories! Have you any idea of the tragedy she is bound to stumble upon some day? I don't care about you. “You call yourself an artist— but you have no temperament. It's infernally provoking. ’ Gerald knew the caress in his voice was a trifle ironic. The Victoria was Ah Cum's bread and butter. I am bored to distraction. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. Probably he has something to say and can't say it, or he writes well about nothing. By Jasus! he's about to spake to us.
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