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In Septely imminent, Sylvia had been seized with a passion for wholesale renunciation and rigid self-chastisement All that had been so materially desirable to her in life, all that she had heretofore worshipped, in and belonging to her oorld, she now denied Doent the olden calf fro fall hout her world, and the planets and satellites adjacent to that section of the social syste been expected to dominate
The spectacle of their youthful ruler-elect in sackcloth as the future bride of a businessannounceatha Caithness stupefied the elect, rendering in one harrowing instant null and void the thousand petty plans and plots, intrigues and schemes, upon which future social constructions on the social structure had been based
The grief and amazement of Major Belwether, already distracted by his non-participation, through his own fault, in Plank's consolidation of Ae of the unpleasant Like panic-stricken rabbits, his thoughts ran in circles, and he skipped in their wake, scurrying froton to Plank, fro his equilibriu safely soe-patch He even squeezed under the fence and hopped humbly about old Peter Caithness, who suddenly assu tolerated hi crowds besieging poor, bewildered old Peter Caithness trod upon thefor him to do but to scuttle back to his own brush-heap and huddle there, squeaking pitifully
As for Grace Ferrall, she lost no tiatha publicly to her bosom, turned furiously on Quarrier in private, and for the first ti hiht of him
"You had your chance," she said; "but you are all surface! There's nothing to you but soft beard and irl for you--and you couldn't hold on to her! The one chance of your life--and it's escaped you, leaving a tuft of poolden dust-heap your father buried you in Now you'd better sit there and let it cover yourfor a new sensation; she's tried everything, now she's going to try you, that's all She will be an invaluable leader, Howard, and we shall not yawn, I assure you But, oh! the chance you've lost, for lack of a drop of red blood, and a barber to give you the beard of a man!"