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Any Woman Who Is Sure Of Her Own Wits, Is A Match, At Any Time, For A Man Who Is Not Sure Of His Own Temper.

Not The Shadow Of A Doubt Crossed My Mind Of The Purpose For Which The Count Had Left The Theatre. His Escape From Us, That Evening, Was Beyond All Question The Preliminary Only To His Escape From London. The Mark Of The Brotherhood Was On His Arm-i Felt As Certain Of It As If He Had Shown Me The Brand; And The Betrayal Of The Brotherhood Was On His Conscience-i Had Seen It In His Recognition Of Pesca.

The Dull People Decided Years And Years Ago, As Everyone Knows, That Novel-writing Was The Lowest Species Of Literary Exertion, And That Novel Reading Was A Dangerous Luxury And An Utter Waste Of Time.

No Sensible Man Ever Engages, Unprepared, In A Fencing Match Of Words With A Woman.

She Looked So Irresistibly Beautiful As She Said Those Brave Words That No Man Alive Could Have Steel His Heart Against Her.