Yet the fact remains that you do not understand me at all. Not so Gosse. You mustn't go by what you read so much as by what you see and hear. “She finds lying up so much very irksome. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. “One can talk without undertones, so to speak,” said Ramage. “You know very well that she is selfish and pleasure-loving to the backbone. I am a man—of a sort of experience. ” The lights sank, the prelude to the third act was beginning, the music rose and fell in crowded intimations of lovers separated—lovers separated with scars and memories between them, and the curtain went reefing up to display Tristan lying wounded on his couch and the shepherd crouching with his pipe.
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