” “There is something mystical and wonderful about all human beings. She watched the captain tuck the pistol back in his pocket, and perch on the edge of the big desk. Something insisted that those two were mysteriously linked—that the woman knew the man was there. What you want to do is to imagine every woman a Becky Sharp and every man a Rawdon Crawley. The novel danger of the situation enthralled him. She felt like a dried-up old woman. ” “You are not yourself to-night, Courtlaw,” Ennison said.
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