’ The lady hesitated a moment, her eyes seeming to measure the distance between where he stood and the door. “Great Scott!” he exclaimed huskily. But he was now too deeply moved to trace a certain unsatisfactoriness to its source in a mixture of metaphors. . “TROUSERS!” she whispered. " "This is folly," cried Jack, controlling himself by a powerful effort. He wore a black tail coat buttoned tightly over his chest, and a large diamond pin sparkled in a white satin tie which had seen better days. “Why didn’t you come back? Lucy, I needed you to come back, just once. \"Has that John asked you for a date?\" Cathy added. And so gentle as the poor creature is, when she's not in her wild fits—it would melt a heart of stone to see her. “Go on,” he said.
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