Here he set down the lamp, and took out a key, and as he did so the expression of his countenance was so atrocious, that Jack felt assured he was not wrong in his suspicions. Almost simultaneously they burst out laughing. ‘Yes, do,’ approved Lucilla. "I've waited supper, you perceive. I have brought disgrace upon you, and I haven’t been the right sort of wife at all. She ought to have been disposed to faint and scream at all these happenings; she ought to have maintained a front of outraged dignity to veil the sinking of her heart. They joined the rabble of aspiring James Deans in torn jeans and bomber jackets and girls with Clairol black hair smoking clove cigarettes.
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