Imbecile. I'm speaking of virtuous women—of WIVES, Madam. Or had you not noticed?’ He sneered. Certainly not a gentlewoman. CHAPTER THE THIRD THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS Part 1 Two days after came the day of the Crisis, the day of the Fadden Dance. Wood's charms equalled your description. Earles would permit. I see that I am a beast—I beg your pardon, bête—and an imbecile, and an idiot.
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