A deadly sickness came over her, the room seemed spinning round. "Come out!" roared Quilt, looking into the aperture. But that's an infirmity shared by a great many sounder heads than mine. For all that, it is folly. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw.
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