Her heart was beating with quite unaccustomed vigour, her hands were hot, she was conscious of a warmth in her blood which the summer sunshine was scarcely responsible for. ‘How is this? Proo-den-ss. But, egad! I believe he will. That is what I don't understand. I'm one of those unfortunate duffers who have too much imagination—the kind who build their own chimeras and then run away from them. His two wives have been here. She was no longer a confederate in that.
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