No gentleman was ever called Thames, and Darrell is a gentleman, unless the whole story of his being found in the river is a fabrication!" "My dear, you forget—" "No, Mr. Wood uttered something like an imprecation. The Protestant Flagellant, who whipped his soul rather than his body, who made self-denial the rack and the boot, who believed that on Sunday it was sacrilegious to smile, blasphemous to laugh! Spurlock had gone back spiritually three hundred years. Give me your name, girl!’ ‘Again?’ Mademoiselle rolled her eyes. “Here goes,” he said. She had something of the feeling a Hindoo must experience who has been into surroundings or touched something that offends his caste.
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