Sir John, who was standing outside, looked past him at the girl still sitting in the shadow. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. She realized that he was the sort of man one does not think much about at dinners. In the next box hangs the rope by which he suffered. I believe I am doomed to be an old maid. They don’t catch on to discursive interests, you see, because they are more serious, they are concentrated on the central reality of life, and a little impatient of its—its outer aspects.
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