‘I have a very good mind to do so, imbecile. I—well, I lost my temper. Sheppard, as a storm of furious voices resounded from below, and torches were seen mounting the stairs; "they are coming!—they are coming!—fly!—to the roof! to the roof. We’d soon cool that temper of yours. Fortescue rambled round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against the wall. Nor did he content himself with declaring his guiltlessness of the crime imputed to him, but began in his turn to menace his captor and accuser, loading the latter with the bitterest upbraidings. “Please play something for us,” Carol asked, her eyes aglow. People hounded him about the disappearances mercilessly for weeks after the concert, first the police, then the Becks, then people from school. Sheppard remained dissolved in tears. ‘Sapristi,’ he shouted angrily.
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