"May come!—it will come!—it shall come!" cried the carpenter, shaking his hand menacingly at him. No one spoke, and she was impelled to flounder on. And there was no intimation whatever that the blinds would ever go up or the windows or doors be opened, or the chandeliers, that seemed to promise such a blaze of fire, unveiled and furnished and lit. Her defence ceased rapidly to be in any sense ladylike, and became vigorous and effective; a strand of black hair that had escaped its hairpins came athwart Ramage’s eyes, and then the knuckles of a small but very hardly clinched fist had thrust itself with extreme effectiveness and painfulness under his jawbone and ear. Fritz flailed against his mother wildly, crying generous tears. She calmed herself, breathing deeply.
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