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But
he
seemed
not
to
hear
.
’
That
scum
!
That
bumptious
lout
!
That
miserable
cad
!
And
carrying
on
with
him
all
the
time
,
while
you
were
here
and
he
was
one
of
my
servants
!
My
God
,
my
God
,
is
there
any
end
to
the
beastly
lowness
of
women
!
’
He
was
beside
himself
with
rage
,
as
she
knew
he
would
be
.
’
And
you
mean
to
say
you
want
to
have
a
child
to
a
cad
like
that
?
’
’
Yes
!
I
’
m
going
to
.
’
’
You
’
re
going
to
!
You
mean
you
’
re
sure
!
How
long
have
you
been
sure
?
’
’
Since
June
.
’
He
was
speechless
,
and
the
queer
blank
look
of
a
child
came
over
him
again
.
’
You
’
d
wonder
,
’
he
said
at
last
,
’
that
such
beings
were
ever
allowed
to
be
born
.
’
’
What
beings
?
’
she
asked
.
