I packed them with the other few things I owned. “Let’s go home. . Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. And, incidentally, check on that unfortunate young fellow Kimble. “Very likely. "I'll make a sketch, too," he said. ” “And made you give up a political meeting,” she reminded him. There was scant social life on the Sha-mien aside from masculine foregatherings, little that interested him. "I'm glad to hear it, that's all," he added, taking out his snuff-box, his never-failing resource in such emergencies. Which were perfectly true, as Gerald was aware. She attempted by a sheer act of will to end the scene, to will herself out of it anywhere. As a net result she had come to think of all married people much as one thinks of insects that have lost their wings, and of her sisters as new hatched creatures who had scarcely for a moment had wings. I suppose most of our daughters would marry organ-grinders if they had a chance—at that age.
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