In Paris, in July, a raging mob had stormed the Bastille, provoking circumspect aristocrats to uproot themselves and take refuge abroad. To-night she had a curious feeling that she stood upon the threshold of some change. “My God!” he said at last, with tremendous feeling, and then again, “My God!” Now that this thing was said her mind was clear and calm. He wanted to talk with the patient, test him variously; and he wanted to be alone with him while he put these tests. You won’t want to be late the first evening, and it’s ten minutes past seven now. She loved to walk through the gardens, graced with columns that loomed overhead. Without preamble, in a voice of extreme exasperation, he demanded, ‘Now what the devil’s to do? What in God’s name do you mean by sending Gerald such a ridiculous letter? Never read anything half as crazy. But what the deuce! He was human; he was a machine only when on the hunt. . Her companion was a person of no inferior condition.
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