" "I firmly believe he has dealings with the devil," replied Austin, trembling from head to foot. She could not look at him through an interval that seemed to her a vast gulf of time. Spurling. It's certain. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew, could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. But he's witty and amusing, and when reasonably drunk he can play the piano like a Paderewski. It’s got to be at last like tobacco-ash over all my sayings and doings. He made this simple classification of a large and various sex to the exclusion of all intermediate kinds; he held that the two classes had to be kept apart even in thought and remote from one another. Her courage and her presence of mind had alike deserted her.
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