Women never throw themselves into each other's arms; they calculate the distance and the damage perfectly. He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar, losing his low-crowned beaver. She produced from the depths of her pride the ugly investigatory note of the modern district visitor. A wave of pity went over him—pity for the patient, the girl, and his friend.
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