Rhoda Fleming — Volume 3 by George Meredith
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"Why not have backed me?" The hard young legal face withstood the attack of her soft blue eyes, out of which a thousand needles flew, seeking a weak point in the mask. "The compliment was, to incite you to a superhuman effort." "Then why not pay the compliment?" "I never pay compliments to transparent merit; I do not hold candles to lamps." "True," said she. "And as gentle means are so admirable, it would be as well to stop incision and imbruing between those two boys." "Which?" she asked innocently. "Suckling and Algy." "Is it possible? They are such boys." "Exactly of the kind to do it. Don't you know?" and Edward explained elaborately and cruelly the character of the boys who rushed into conflicts. Colour deep as evening red confused her cheeks, and she said, "We must stop them." "Alas!" he shook his head; "if it's not too late." |
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