He, for his part, was trying to grasp the series of unexpected reactions that had so wrecked their tete-a-tete. “You poor child!” he said; “don’t you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of the love and affection you abandon! Think of your aunt, a second mother to you. Jack was completely overcome. I do not think that I have the Bohemian spirit at all. What is the supreme idea in the heart and mind of youth? To win fame and fortune: and particularly to enjoy them. He’s dead. Ennison himself, with the recollection of Annabel’s visit still fresh in his mind, was for a moment constrained and ill at ease. “I meant it. I’ve been smoking cigarettes in the preparation-room and thinking this out. This is simply a chapter of coincidences. This is a plot entirely abominable, and I scorn to be part of it. Then she uttered a strangled, ‘Espéce de bête!’ and burst into tears. ’ ‘It cannot be helped now.
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