As Jack departed, a dark figure, emerging from behind a wall, rushed after him. "Here, wife—hostess—fetch me that bottle from the second shelf in the corner cupboard. You are wrong even about that man’s scientific position and his standard of work. The thought passed through his mind even as he started to cross the terrace at a jogtrot, moving to head her off. “I mean to go to that dance! I meant to reason with you, but you won’t reason. The sight o' your 'andsome phiz allys does me good.
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