‘This is not a place for a man. Let’s go up to my room. ” “What?” “That’s the devil of it!” “Devil of what?. “You are persuaded to come and take part in these outrageous proceedings— many of you, I am convinced, have no idea whatever of their nature. You can give up thinking and leave all the brain work to her. Something in his smile, in the cynical suggestiveness of his deferential tone, maddened her. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. "I didn't awake you, because you seemed tired. That’s why we are here. "What?… Oh!… Well, good Lord!" He wrenched loose his head and stood up, sending the chair clattering to the floor.
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