Then Sheila noticed the stains. “Go down and rescue the rags of my reputation,” she said, smiling. You see I am rather obstinate. What you want to do is to imagine every woman a Becky Sharp and every man a Rawdon Crawley. "By G—! she has missed her footing. " "Pshaw!" said Wild. ’ Lucilla gaped.
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