The crown has passed from the brow of one monarch to that of another. Then her head disappeared suddenly in her hands, and her shoulders shook violently. In an instant the expectant calm of Westminster was ended, and the very Speaker in the chair blenched at the sound of the policemen’s whistles. “Come,” he continued, “the world after all is a very small place. He shivered and looked behind as he stepped into his hansom. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. She felt he was going to say something more—something still more personal and intimate. A victim of one of those mental typhoons that scatter irretrievably the barriers of instinct and breeding; and he had gone on the rocks all in a moment. His eyes glowed beneath the glasses and his blue buttondown shirt was reflected in the lenses. We've never caught him cheating at cards; too clever; but we know he cheats. ” She glanced into his blue eyes wearily.
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