‘Don’t involve me in your lover’s tiff. She laughed a little bitterly. They broke open the entrance
into Jonathan's store-room—plundered it of everything valuable—ransacked
every closet, drawer, and secret hiding-place, and stripped them of their contents. I can’t even make myself care. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one
alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. They were in different key, they
had a different timbre. The veins in his throat and
forehead swelled and blackened; his eyes protruded from their sockets, and
stared wildly; a thick damp gathered on his brow: and blood gushed from his
mouth, nostrils, and ears. “You appear,” she said, without any sign of anger in her tone, and with unruffled
composure, “to be a very impertinent person.
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