She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. “She”, you say. Wood's, the carpenter in Wych Street. " "Impossible," replied Sheppard, in the same tone. She admired and rather pitied him, and she was unfeignedly grateful to him. His lawful wife; but nothing more; beyond that she was only an idea, a trust. " Sheppard started to his feet. "Good-bye, young man; and good luck. Work becomes distasteful; one thinks of holidays. ’ ‘Oui, mais—’ ‘You are, without exception, the most unprincipled, the most unscrupulous, the most shameless, immoral, devious—’ ‘Pardon me, sir,’ burst in Mrs Ibstock suddenly, her tone belligerent, bringing the captain’s tirade to an abrupt halt as he turned to glare at her. She doesn't understand; she believes he has taken a sudden dislike to her. “As things are at present,” she said, “it is true.
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