"That'll teach you to keep a civil tongue in your head for the future," observed Thames, as he helped Jack to his feet. She had never been to the opera before except as one of a congested mass of people in the cheaper seats, and with backs and heads and women’s hats for the frame of the spectacle; there was by contrast a fine large sense of space and ease in her present position. One cannot successfully argue with a drunken man. But I never found any truth in the saying. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. It generalized everything she put to it. They stood back together and stared at it.
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