There were one or two bitter moments in his life when he had been made to feel that gentility laid on with a brush may sometimes crack and show weak places—that deportment and breeding are after all things apart. I should have gone mad without it. It probably had its own repulsive oubliette in the bottom, where tiny princesses could fall and break their necks. McClintock, coming from below, saw them and went forward. He had the same dark eyes, though lighted by a fierce flame; the same sallow complexion; the same tall, thin figure, and majestic demeanour; the same proud cast of features. " There was a pause.
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