‘Jacques?’ she called out, forgetting the need for silence. I pledged my thumb that, dead or alive, I'd pay the wager if I lost; and I should like to be as good as my word. She’d have thrown this thing if you hadn’t stopped her. That she possessed any sense of humour was in itself one of those human miracles which metaphysicians are always pothering over without arriving anywhere; for her previous environment had been particularly humourless. She has contrived to keep out of my sight up to this time, and I've no doubt she'll keep out of it altogether for the future.
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