“It’s my fault. He remembered that he had heard stories about the wonderful likeness between these two sisters, one of whom was an artist and a recluse, whilst the other had attached herself to a very gay and a very brilliant little coterie of pleasure-seekers. ‘Seems to me like you know just about as much as me. Tom swore he hadn't set eyes on him since the trial. She could still remember his face, the perpetually wet lips that turned down at the sides, his drooping Roman eyes. The same pale white buttocks, the same freckles in the same unchanging patterns on her collarbone that all of her mother’s potions had never been able to erase. “I never saw Courtlaw with her—never heard her speak of him. He too, when she had disappeared, called a carriage. I give myself to you. With delicate touch he rescued all that was possible of them, and made a careful little parcel. What sort of a standard of life yours may be I do not know, yet in your heart you know very well that every word you have spoken to me has been a veiled insult, every time you have come into my presence has been an outrage.
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