With a faint view of overtaking them the pursuer urged his steed to a quicker pace. She was lovely, painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her to be. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. Then there was Tom Jarrot, the hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and broke his leg. Thanks. He urged his conductors to a quicker pace to get out of sight of the distressing spectacle, and even felt relieved when he was shut out from it and the execrations of the mob by the walls of the little prison. “Ah, Vee,” he said, “that’s better! and kissed her back rather clumsily. ” This made her even angrier, so she stopped speaking to him for a week. He was always word-building, a metaphorist, lavish with singing adjectives; but often he built in confusion because it was difficult to describe something beautiful in a new yet simple way. She would meet him upon this ground: he should never be given the slightest hint that she was unhappy. But I don’t wish to hear that abomination on her lips again.
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