[ Why does that make Byerly feel better? He wasn't aware of the little twist of anxiety till it relaxed. What, is he so jealous that he'll scowl in the direction of a bookseller that Bastien left years ago? What a fool he is - but a fool who feels that intoxicating swell of adoration and loves every moment of it. ]
You need someone dangerous, eh?
[ He puffs out his chest. This is silly and mocking - not his real anxiety over being dangerous, the madness in his family, but an ironically swaggering sort of thing. ]
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You need someone dangerous, eh?
[ He puffs out his chest. This is silly and mocking - not his real anxiety over being dangerous, the madness in his family, but an ironically swaggering sort of thing. ]