Lucy was silent. Shari proceeded to paint, brush, dust, slather,
and blot Lucy’s face with makeup. By this time, Jonathan and the vast mob attending him, had come up, and the
place was rendered almost as light as day by the links. Spurlock had not coached her on this line of conduct. His face was that of a quick, intelligent-looking boy, with fine
hazel eyes, and a clear olive complexion. The idea that he held in his arms the girl whom he
had once so passionately loved, and for whom he still retained an ardent but
hopeless attachment, almost overcame him. This
obstacle removed, he thought he might now make the attempt. "
"Sir!" exclaimed Winifred. 266
She peered up at him. "I don't know how it is," he added in a low voice to Thames,
as they were left alone, "but I've a strange foreboding of ill. One of the sampans was hailed, and a ropeladder was lowered. It’s on the horse. He could imagine it even if he could not feel it.
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