"I am an officer in the execution of my duty. “You’d have to think how to get in between his bones. The wings stopped. Without a word or a gesture, the Wastrel turned and staggered forth, out of the orbit of these two, having been thrust into it for a single purpose already described. “What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. Jack Sheppard is to me what Thames Darrell is to you—an object of hatred. The fact itself is regrettable enough—regrettable, I fear, is quite an inadequate word. Somehow her walk home with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic rejection, a slamming. But you must tell her. In no way could he be said to contribute to the gaiety of the little party.
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