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She tried to imagine the collective effect of the Fadden Ball; she had never
seen a fancy-dress gathering in her life. ‘Still more would I be so if he had come himself
to tell me this. "Why, so it is," she said, in mock astonishment. A rock gave way to deep
water. "What proof have you of the truth of this story?" inquired Trenchard. He shut his eyes and groped for the wall to steady himself,
wondering if this bit of mummery would get over. "Curse you! Where are the bailiffs? Rot you! have you lost your tongue? Devil
seize you! you could bawl loud enough a moment ago!"
"Silence, Blueskin!" interposed an authoritative voice, immediately behind the
ruffian. He came in with his hands in his trousers pockets and a general air of
depression in his bearing. "
"Man, in God's name, come with me and tell her this!" urged
Spurlock. ‘Where are you taking me?’ she asked, assuming a fearful accent. After a series of mental gymnastics—occupying the space of a few seconds—it
came to him with a shock that here was a new specimen of the species. To have the
present lengthen into years! But in a few hours she would be upon her way, far
lonelier than she had ever been. "
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