Sheila bellowed, a great wail of a sound from deep in
her belly, flinging her tremendous weight towards him. "I didn't expect this from you," rejoined Thames, resolutely. The little streaks upon the
germinating area of an egg, the nervous movements of an impatient horse, the
trick of a calculating boy, the senses of a fish, the fungus at the root of a garden
flower, and the slime upon a sea-wet rock—ten thousand such things bear their
witness and are illuminated. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind
his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal
gusto at situations as flatly apprehended. . I meant to lie to you. Supposing she saw the young man at dinner that night, emptying his bottle? She
could not go to him, sit down and draw the sordid pictures she had seen so often. Smiling, the Chinaman
gave the correct pronunciation. If he laid his own suspicions
boldly before the girl, and in the end the boy came clean, he would always be
haunted by the witless cruelty of the act. "
The head turnkey, in all probability, would have obeyed. My sinuses are so swollen up right now.
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