"I knew it. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. And then amusement crept into Alderley’s chest and he let his pistol hand fall. Who could say that the girl's father had not once been a fashionable clergyman in the States and that drink had got him and forced him down, step by step, until—to use the child's odd expression—he had come upon the beach? She was cynical, this spinster. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. Ramage,” she cried, “you are outrageous! You understand nothing. " "Let me touch you, then; let me feel if you are really flesh and blood," cried the poor maniac, creeping towards him on all fours. What is it?" "Is there anything I can do?" The idiocy of the question filled him with the craving of laughter. It was an awful moment—so awful, that every other feeling except deep interest in the scene seemed suspended. She had grabbed! She became less and less attentive to his meditative, self-complacent fragments of talk as she told herself this. I felt—I felt living in a masked world. I am the cause of his ill-usage.
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