" "That's but a short distance from here, sir. Perhaps what urged her interest in the young man's direction was the dead whiteness of his face, the puffed eyelids and the bloodshot whites. ‘Jacques?’ she called. There is the election——” He laughed derisively. This was what he missed. ’ ‘And it is very stupid of you to think of such a thing, because in this case, why should I seek out my family?’ Triumph rose in Gerald’s breast, but he took care to conceal it. The veins in his throat and forehead swelled and blackened; his eyes protruded from their sockets, and stared wildly; a thick damp gathered on his brow: and blood gushed from his mouth, nostrils, and ears. Afterwards, it may be different. He is steeped in the conventions. “A ballot-box, you know,” he said, “is very largely just a box. Besides, revenge is sweetened by delay; and I indulge too freely in the passion to rob it of any of its zest.
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