Women never throw themselves into each other's arms; they calculate the distance and the damage perfectly. All was darkness, horror, confusion, ruin. “If I were to marry now,” she said, “it would be with a sense of humiliation. Gosse would have killed me, and perhaps in the fight I might kill him. "'And thine eye shall not pity,'" said her father, in a tone of rebuke, "'but, life shall be for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot. At the same moment a martial flourish, proceeding from cow's horns, tin canisters filled with stones, bladders and cat-gut, with other sprightly, instruments, was struck up, and, enlivened by this harmonious accompaniment, the troop reached its destination in the best possible spirits for an encounter. ’ Gerald tutted. His perception of her personal beauty deepened and quickened with each encounter. I've destroyed my only chance.
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