“I’ve been thinking—all the afternoon. ’ ‘Poor little devil,’ said Gerald, genuinely sorry for her. Who are they?" Mr. ’ Gerald grinned. His complexion was pale; and there was something sinister in the expression of his large black eyes. So the talk went on, and presently they were criticising novelists, and certain daring essays of Wilkins got their due share of attention, and then they were discussing the future of the theatre. ‘Jacques?’ she called out, forgetting the need for silence. The coolies proceeded at a swinging, mincing trot, which gave to the suspended seat a dancing action similar to that of a suddenly agitated hangingspring of a birdcage.
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