"You have forgotten your knife, Mr. All that was needed to complete the simile was that the girl should burst into song. Recurrently she heard: "I don't know; I really don't know. He had often read about it, and once he had incorporated it in a story, that invisible force which sent men to prison and to the gallows, when a tongue controlled would have meant liberty indefinite. She possessed what he affected to despise, but secretly worshipped—the innate charm of breeding. Then he turned round and gazed thoughtfully at the particular spot in the fog where Courtlaw had disappeared. A slight rain fell at the time; and a few leaves, caught by the eddies, whirled around.
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