Occasionally the mere fact of lying in bed became unendurable, and she rolled out and marched about her room and whispered abuse of herself—usually until she hit against some article of furniture. “I mean to go to that dance!” she blubbered. “The fool I have been!” he cried; and now speech was coming to him. She had thought to wear it now, since she must look more the demoiselle. . She is a woman chosen in youth for her beauty and her intelligence. ‘Do not look at me so,’ he snapped. John laughed even harder, his eyes misting over. That is very bad indeed. Their colloquy was ended abruptly by the apparition of Miss Klegg at the further door. " "Glad to see you once more in the Mint, Mrs. ‘You, soldiers,’ she yelled.
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