The comparisons upon which she could draw were few and confusingly new, mixed with reality and the loose artistic conceptions of heroes in fiction. She donned her gloves. "Only my darbies," returned Jack, clinking his chains. ‘Ah, bah, it is enough,’ she cried, and turning, ran out of the room. I don't know; I really don't know," she found herself repeating. ’ ‘Oh, is he?’ Gerald said grimly. ’ He glanced at the portrait behind her. For a while he threatened her. ” And seeing that Hetty and Constance were obviously developing objections, she plunged at once into a demand for help. "Aw, piffle!" he said, half aloud and rather disgustedly, as he stepped out into the sunshine.
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