A Mummer's Wife by George (George Augustus) Moore
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work herself up into one of her rages.
'I assure you, my dear, I never intended to insult your religion; and I wish you wouldn't drink all that wine, it only excites you.' 'Excites me! What does it matter to you if I excite myself or not?' 'My dear Kate, this is very foolish of you. I don't see why--if you'll only listen to reason----' 'Listen to reason!' she said, spilling the sherry over the table, 'ah! it would have been better if I'd never listened to you.' 'You really mustn't drink any more wine; I can't allow it,' said Dick, passing his arm across her and trying to take away the decanter. This was the climax, and her pretty face curiously twisted, she screamed as she struggled away from him: 'Leave me go, will you! leave me go! Oh! I hate you!' Then clenching her teeth, and more savagely, 'No, I'll not be touched! No! no! no! I will not!' Dick was so astonished at this burst of passion that he loosed for a moment the arms he was holding, and profiting by the opportunity Kate seized him by the frizzly hair with one hand and dragged the nails of the other down his face. At this moment Montgomery entered; he stood aghast, and Kate, whose anger had now expended itself, burst into a violent fit of weeping. |
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