“You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!” This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile. She opened her eyes. She had gladly lowered her eyes as she had been instructed to in front of the fine ladies and lords, as she was more interested in their clothing and fripperies than their faces. I am no one, Gérard. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. "Unless you have eaten a Syrian orange," he was always saying, "you have only a rudimentary idea of what an orange is. . ‘Will you stop hedging? I’m hanged if I go on with this ridiculous cat and mouse game. Jolly nose! the bright rubies that garnish thy tip Are dug from the mines of canary; And to keep up their lustre I moisten my lip With hogsheads of claret and sherry. Modern, indeed! She was going to be as primordial as chipped flint.
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