"Do you mean to say you will interfere—" "I mean to say this," interrupted Wild, with contemptuous calmness, "that I'll neither allow you to leave England nor the profession you've engaged in. All the same, I wish I had that fellow by the throat! Just the virile, unregenerate man in me wishes that. Marvel, in a tone intended to be consolatory. Until at last I persuaded him to go to bed. She drew it out with shaking fingers. Friday was not a big dinner night at the Beck house. Gerald watched her perambulations in silence, his heart wrung. Predictably, Charvill turned on him.
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