Sir James Thornhill, then, rose. That he should pay forty pounds to help this girl who preferred another man was no less in his eyes than a fraud and mockery that made her denial a maddening and outrageous disgrace to him. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. "I suppose I was mistaken," returned Gay. “I’ve been thinking—all the afternoon.
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