And this great mellow place, this London, now was hers, to struggle with, to go where she pleased in, to overcome and live in. She fell into another depression, refusing to touch Sebastian or call him husband when he demanded it. She would be enduing this chap with attributes he did not possess, clothing him in fictional ruffles. ‘I have only borrowed it. The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in the confusion for which he was primarily accountable. It's of no use. The fates are never so kind to me. Yes—as he would have liked. The point is, I know all the tricks in finding a man. ‘It is you who is the fool,’ she threw at him, whipping round again. Mr.
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