Altogether, it was the most dreadful noise he had ever heard. ’ Emile’s eyes blazed. He was always word-building, a metaphorist, lavish with singing adjectives; but often he built in confusion because it was difficult to describe something beautiful in a new yet simple way. Lord Charvill champed upon an invisible bit for a moment or two, closing the gap between himself and the girl, and muttering the name to himself in an overwrought sort of way. "If the best nag ever foaled were to throw me in this unlucky spot, I'd blow his brains out. Or was that perhaps because his business in Piccadilly the other day had gone awry? Perhaps Brewis Charvill had not welcomed him with open arms. I want to know who sent you those.
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