’ ‘Well, she didn’t walk through the walls, that’s certain,’ said Hilary acidly. "What for?" rejoined Quilt, evasively. . 260 “Can you turn me into one?” “Yes, I can turn you into one tonight. A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention. I was stupid—stupid and impulsive beyond measure to burst upon you in this way. Through yet another doorway she observed an ancient silk brocade loom. “You don’t propose, do you,” she said quietly, “that I should take this man for my husband?” “You can drive him away,” Annabel cried. Ill-drawn, without method or sense of proportion, you have put wonderful things on to canvas, have drawn them out of yourself, notwithstanding your mechanical inefficiency.
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