He read but little, and that chiefly healthy light fiction with chromatic titles, The Red Sword, The Black Helmet, The Purple Robe, also in order “to distract his mind. See? You marry me. His spirits began to rise. A sinister thought edged in. ’ The things she said and did from you—seem impossible. He reached over and took her hand. Scarcely any one entered Mr. Stanley was inclined to think the censorship should be extended to the supply of what he styled latter-day fiction; good wholesome stories were being ousted, he said, by “vicious, corrupting stuff” that “left a bad taste in the mouth. He shook his head all the time. He had diverged only a little from the truth when he said that his chief interest in life was women. Here are all our harlequins and columbines of the spoken and written drama. He was engaged in detesting Manning and himself in almost equal measure. "Sounds as if I had heard it, but I can't place it this minute.
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