Rafael Sabatini

Rafael Sabatini

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Portrait of Rafael Sabatini Rafael Sabatini Wirgman's Theory

Pegram cursed him and raved in an almost theatrical manner. But Wirgman's stronger mind gradually quelled his spirit, and soothed his anger into a mere dull, expressionless resentment.
"Now go home, Pegram," he said in the end; "and if, when you have slept on it, you still feel as you feel now, come to me in the morning. I have always found a deal of common sense blossoming in the morning sun. The night, I think, was made for poets, lovers, and other madmen whose ranting needs the cloak of darkness to disguise its sentimentality."
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Portrait of Rafael Sabatini Rafael Sabatini Wirgman's Theory

Pegram shall hear of it at once."
Still smiling, Wirgman moved towards the door, leaving her a clear way to the bell should she wish to avail herself of it--as he hoped she might.
"He may hear of it, and welcome," said he, with studied offensiveness; "but if he has the effrontery to address me now or at any time, I shall receive him with the most picturesque thrashing that was ever bestowed."
She looked him over with quiet scorn. "It is like a brave man to tell a woman what he will do, is it not?"
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