But something
instinctive prevented that, and with the finest resolve not to be “silly” and
prudish she found that whenever he became at all bold in this matter she became
severely scientific and impersonal, almost entomological indeed, in her method;
she killed every remark as he made it and pinned it out for examination. "
"But, Mac. "Thank you, Mrs. "
"Mr. He looked like
the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing
could be more miserable. I’m not Gerald, remember. Everywhere else—the law,
medicine, the Stock Exchange—prejudice bars us. After the sights he would have to twiddle his thumbs until the joints cracked. In her little sitting-room she turned on the electric light and looked
around half fearfully. Lord, but it was a nun! Just as he had suspected. He thanked God for this talent of his. ‘I try to be.
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