Satisfied in this respect, he flung himself into a chair, for his iron frame seldom required the indulgence of a bed, and sought an hour's repose before he began the villanies of another day. “She has lost something,” he declared, “something which brought the men in crowds around the stage at the ‘Ambassador’s. His breath grew shallower as he approached the room, conscious of the loudness of his hallway-reverberated footfalls. “Perhaps for me,” she added, with a sudden wistful look out of the bare high window, “a night of beginnings. A full-curled wig descended half-way down his back and shoulders; a neckcloth of "right Mechlin" was twisted round his throat so tightly as almost to deprive him of breath, and threaten him with apoplexy; he had lace, also, at his wrists and bosom; gold clocks to his hose, and red heels to his shoes. Toys! Delicate trifles! A sex of invalids.
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