"Farewell!" cried Jack, breaking from them, and rushing down the street. The cultivated indifference, which was part of the armour of his little world fell away from him. “You must do more than think of it,” he urged. ” “Don’t imperil my reputation before I am established,” she answered, smiling. The struggle had dislodged the white wimple, which was evidently too large for her, and her black hair broke free, whirling like a whiplash about her head as her hands curled into fists, coming up to beat at his chest, her little teeth bared for attack. "Weep on, reprobate," cried the carpenter, a little softened. "You've perjured yourself.
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