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"If any one's to blame, it's me. ’ ‘Not French?’ echoed Hilary. A cat came and rubbed herself against him as he entered the house, and seemed by her mewing to ask him for food. ’ He sighed. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality. Now what I want you to feel is this. As a net result she had come to think of all married people much as one thinks of insects that have lost their wings, and of her sisters as new hatched creatures who had scarcely for a moment had wings. She was breathing hard, dragging for air, half in fright and half because the sudden effort had used up what little air she had managed to draw so briefly. He was alert, well-groomed, and yet—perhaps in contrast with the more volatile French type—there was a suggestion of weight about him, not to say heaviness. The latter were saved; but of the former nothing but the blackened stone walls were found standing on the morrow.
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