"Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. The eggs were all right, but nobody in this part of the world had the least conception of what the coffee bean was for. ’ ‘Will you have done, Gerald?’ demanded Hilary, exasperated. Do not mistake me. The brain tires of resistance, and when it meets again and again, incoherently active, the same phrases, the same ideas that it has already slain, exposed and dissected and buried, it becomes less and less energetic to repeat the operation. A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. It was an odd little encounter, that left vague and dubitable impressions in her mind.
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