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Without realizing that I did so, I obeyed him, and lifted my eyes to his. What I read in them made me tremble. This was a new Jack facing me across the table. The cousin-brother, my best friend since my childhood, was gone.
Curiously enough, after all, my resentment was more against Lillian than against Dicky. Probably she meant well, but how dared she talk to my husband as if he were her personal property, and what was it he "owed her" that made him take such a raking over at her hands? "Margaret!" "Jack!" It was, after all, a simple thing, this meeting with my cousin-brother that I had so dreaded.
The waiter stood at attention with pencil pointed over his order card. Jack was studying the menu card, and I was studying Jack. It was the first chance I had had to take a good look at this cousin-brother of mine after his year's absence. Every time I had attempted it I had met his eyes fixed upon me with an inscrutable look that puzzled and embarrassed me.
Placed on the right by his cousin-brother in wrath, thy son king Duryodhana, filled with rage, began, in battle, to wonderfully counteract Nakula from that very side. Duryodhana, however, afflicting Nakula with showers of shafts and resisting him on every side, caused him to turn back. Then Nakula, addressing thy son, said, "Wait, Wait," recollecting all his woes caused by thy evil counsels."
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