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Not choosing to hazard so great a fall, Jack turned to examine the building, to see whether any more favourable point of descent presented itself, but could discover nothing but steep walls, without a single available projection. "The only disguise I ever put on is a dress-suit, and I look as natural as a pig at a Mahomedan dinner. He reached over and took her hand. ‘Me, I do not need the help of anyone. Why? While the front of his mind was busy warning her not to fall into the hopeless miseries of underpaid teaching, and explaining his idea that for women of initiative, quite as much as for men, the world of business had by far the best chances, the back chambers of his brain were busy with the problem of that “Why?” His first idea as a man of the world was to explain her unrest by a lover, some secret or forbidden or impossible lover. It seemed to show a want of affection, to be a deliberate and unmerited disregard, to justify the reprisal of being hurt. " "Pray come to the point, Sir," said Mrs. "If you've a fancy for the girl, we might do it. ‘Been led up the garden path by that confounded rapscallion. Afraid there'll be a love-affair.
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