[Our Mutual Friend by Charles Dickens]@TWC D-Link bookOur Mutual Friend CHAPTER 10 21/30
A taunting roar comes from the sea, and the far-out rollers mount upon one another, to look at the entrapped impostors, and to join in impish and exultant gambols. 'Do you pretend to believe,' Mrs Lammle resumes, sternly, 'when you talk of my marrying you for worldly advantages, that it was within the bounds of reasonable probability that I would have married you for yourself ?' 'Again there are two sides to the question, Mrs Lammle.
What do you pretend to believe ?' 'So you first deceive me and then insult me!' cries the lady, with a heaving bosom. 'Not at all.
I have originated nothing.
The double-edged question was yours.' 'Was mine!' the bride repeats, and her parasol breaks in her angry hand. His colour has turned to a livid white, and ominous marks have come to light about his nose, as if the finger of the very devil himself had, within the last few moments, touched it here and there.
But he has repressive power, and she has none. 'Throw it away,' he coolly recommends as to the parasol; 'you have made it useless; you look ridiculous with it.' Whereupon she calls him in her rage, 'A deliberate villain,' and so casts the broken thing from her as that it strikes him in falling.
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