“Dear friend,” she said, “do you not think that you are breaking an unspoken compact? I am very sorry. Then he got up and left her. Stanley regarded him through his glasses with something approaching animosity. Jackson had one of the ugliest countenances imaginable, he had a very fine set of teeth. Mr. His curiosity, his literary instincts, had been submerged by the recurring thought of the fool he had made of himself. That wasn’t even the worst thing. But that, and that sort of thing, is just a day-dream.
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