“Come,” he said, “you can’t be meaning to bury yourself. He came along, he said, just to call, with large, loud apologies, radiantly kind and good. ” She looked down on him thoughtfully, and he let his admiration of her free young poise show in his face. ‘Mad as hatters!’ ‘It is you who is mad,’ mademoiselle told him crossly.
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