The acid of this incertitude had disintegrated his nerve; and in Canton had come the smash. What you want to do is to imagine every woman a Becky Sharp and every man a Rawdon Crawley. Only her face was clear, frail and delicate, almost flower-like, with the sad haunting eyes ever watching his. ‘Let’s check the rest of it and then I suppose we will have to break in.
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