He was halfway across the ballroom, where the dancing had ceased for the musicians to take a well-earned rest, when Roding pounced on him. “There,” he said, “you don’t treat me fairly, Miss Stanley. At times he was brilliant and masterful, talked round and over every one, and would have been domineering if he had not been extraordinarily kindly; at times he was almost monosyllabic, and defeated Miss Garvice’s most skilful attempts to draw him out. ” He looked at her intensely, his dark eyes deepened with sleeplessness. I believed that she was my wife, or she would have been safe from me. I wanted to talk to you before when you first came to live here two years ago, but I never did. She snatched about in her mind.
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