Annabel, tell me that you did not wish me dead. ’ Charvill eyed the girl with resentment. She had gained respect all about town with news of her fine marriage, and her reputation as a beauty was expanding. It became a sort of duel at last between them, and all the others sat and listened—every one, that is, except the Alderman, who had got the blond young man into a corner by the green-stained dresser with the aluminum things, and was sitting with his back to every one else, holding one hand over his mouth for greater privacy, and telling him, with an accent of confidential admission, in whispers of the chronic struggle between the natural modesty and general inoffensiveness of the Borough Council and the social evil in Marylebone. They came from every part, from the pit, the circle and the gallery, even from the stalls. She responded at once, rapping him on the knuckles with her fan.
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