Why not? Imagine I’ve had a fit of hysteria—and that I’ve come round. “Good evening, Dorling,” he said. He is Jacques. “Idiotic, isn’t it?” “Absolutely,” she agreed coldly. Spurling attended him as his nurse, and, under her care, he speedily revived. It’s for you to say if I may sit on it. Panting with effort, she held her point menacingly at Gosse’s chest. I care not. “It was a phase,” she said. On the right, stood a bulky figure, with a broken rattle hanging out of his great-coat pocket, who held up a lantern to his battered countenance to prove to the spectators that both his orbs of vision were darkened: on the left, a meagre constable had divested himself of his shirt, to bind up with greater convenience a gaping cut in the arm.
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