” His walk became a jovial saunter. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely. It was easy for him to see that she desired to be agreeable to him. Sebastian returned to find her blood dripping into the crucible. Women never throw themselves into each other's arms; they calculate the distance and the damage perfectly. The benches running round the room, though fastened to the walls by iron clamps, had been forcibly wrenched off; while the table, which was similarly secured to the boards, was upset, and its contents—bottles, jugs, glasses, and bowls were broken and scattered about in all directions.
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