I might as well try to build a ladder to heaven. "Zounds! what's that!" he cried, as the noise of a scuffle was heard behind them. She felt that perhaps, in her desire to play an adequate part in the conversation, she had talked rather more freely than she ought to have done, and given him a wrong impression of herself. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago. But women—women as a rule don’t throw themselves into things like that.
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