" "I don't desire it, Sir," replied Mrs. She did not have the power of men. It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. As though it was indelicate—it’s just a sort of shyness. ’ ‘Oh,’ Gerald uttered, disappointed. A cold shiver came over her. At last the panel swung back into the library. ” For a fraction of a second the two young men hesitated. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical? Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more accurate application.
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