She would be enduing this chap with attributes he did not possess, clothing him in fictional ruffles. Many things were only words, sounds; she could not construct these words and sounds into objects; or, if she did, invariably missed the mark. It was a bogus affair altogether, kept by some blackguard or other of an Englishman. "Farewell!" cried Jack, breaking from them, and rushing down the street. She was perplexed by this, and stood for some seconds in the empty street hesitating, until the appearance of another circumspect woman under the street lamp at the corner reassured her. And yet, dang it! I've seen 'em just as innocent looking that were prime vipers. By George, I forgot! McClintock said there was a typewriter in the office and that I could have it. Then the storm broke.
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