" The girl fished into the bottle for an olive. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely. "Yes, loves, Winny. But Spurlock was ever on guard, even when she fussed over his hair. Here goes. Recollect, he's chained to the ground by a great horse-padlock, and is never unloosed except when he comes to that hatch. " "Cannot?" echoed Jack, a slight smile crossing his features. ” He stared in amazement at this new aspect of the situation. Why wasn't the world full of love, when love made happiness? Why did people hide their natural kindliness as if it were something shameful? Why shouldn't people say what they thought and act as they were inclined? Why all this pother about what one's neighbour thought, when this pother was not energized by any good will? Why was truth avoided as the plague? Why did this young man have one name on the hotel register and another on his lips? Why was she bothering about him at all? Why should there be this inexplicable compassion, when the normal sensation should have been repellance? Sidney Carton.
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