" "Law! Miss," observed the maid, "there's nothing mischievous in the person's appearance, I'm sure. Gosse sagged under the impact, knocking over the card table, and falling to sit, half stunned, the discharged pistol flying from his slackened grasp. For heaven’s sake, give him some Madeira or something, Gerald! Anything to calm him down. Why? Because she knew him in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her vision—Sidney Carton. She had to do her thinking at home—under inspection. She began to think persistently of Capes, and it seemed to her now that for some weeks at least she must have been thinking persistently of him unawares. She was crushed with a sense of her own terrible impotency.
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