. It was not due to shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. "All life is a muddle, and we are all muddlers, more or less. But not today. How long he sat there, reeling off this drivel, he never knew. Only I’m so incensed with that crazy fool Gerald that—oh, well, never mind. I must have been very wound up. Every time you mention the father, she turns into marble. Yet you can look Cheveney in the face and declare that you do not know him. Listen to your mother's prayers, and do not let her die brokenhearted. Until the age of five she adored him. ” “Madman!” “Blithering ass!” The girl looked into the two indignant faces and held out both her hands. "Holloa—what's that?" cried Austin, starting up.
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