She started forward. ” She shook her head. “How CAN I tell him?” whispered Miss Stanley. “Close your eyes. ’ ‘Your major will tell you nothing at all,’ put in the young lady acidly, ‘because certainly I am going to kill him. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. “It’s precious unromantic. He certainly bore inspection. The more she disentangled the lines of her situation the deeper grew her self-disgust. Were I a painter of subject pictures, I would exhaust all my skill in proportion and perspective and atmosphere upon the august seat of empire, I would present it gray and dignified and immense and respectable beyond any mere verbal description, and then, in vivid black and very small, I would put in those valiantly impertinent vans, squatting at the base of its altitudes and pouring out a swift, straggling rush of ominous little black objects, minute figures of determined women at war with the universe. Mr. Poor soul! she nearly died when she heard he had robbed his master; and it might have been well if she had done so, for she never afterwards recovered her reason. She turned back into the hall.
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