It’s just to feel—one owns one’s self. Quarter-staves, bludgeons, brown-bills, lanterns, swords, and sconces were alike shivered; and, to judge from the sullied state of their habiliments, the claret must have been tapped pretty freely. The vast mirrored chamber, with its four little square window bays, two either side of the large raised dais that led to the French doors, was very full of company for the start of the Little Season. They are blinded to all fine and subtle things —they look at life with bloodshot eyes and dilated nostrils. But it doesn’t alter the situation. I don’t know what has come over me. She was standing there, smiling at the audience as at her friends. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running from his cut hand. ’ ‘I’m afraid you are right.
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