” “Is it necessary,” he said, “for me to tell you——” “Stop, please,” she said firmly. ’ ‘No, sister, I know that, but—’ ‘You needn’t tell me. You know that I am practically destitute, without means or any certain knowledge of where my next meal is coming from. Her head felt absurdly like one of those noddling manikins in the Hong-Kong curio-shops. There you are! Girl spoilt for life. ‘Come, Hilary. " "Stop!" interposed Edgeworth Bess; "Mr. To wait for hours and hours for the night! The sea empty for days! You forgot the monotony, the endless monotony, that bends you and breaks you and crushes you—you forgot that!" Her voice had steadily risen until it was charged with passionate anger.
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