. The comparisons upon which she could draw were few and confusingly new, mixed with reality and the loose artistic conceptions of heroes in fiction. Whatever she does is minimized. During this dreadful pause the wretched man felt for his sword. There’s hardly a night she doesn’t sneak out of the house. ‘Why do you think I want a man ready to run to me with every move she makes?’ countered Gerald. "This is strange," said Jack, under his breath.
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