"I could hang him now if I liked. It’s just hard to keep things from her. One thing—he could be thankful for that—the peak of his misfortunes had been reached; the world might come to an end now and not matter in the least. " At the sound of his voice every vestige of colour fled from Winifred's cheeks, and the work upon which she was engaged fell from her hand. Thrilling, she began to dance, swirled, glided, and dipped. ‘She’s perfectly right. Nothing seemed to be amiss.
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