In the meanwhile, as he talked, he scrutinized her face, ran his
eyes over her careless, gracious poise, wondered hard about her. "Neither man nor woman shall apply that term to
me. Her mother tried to
soothe her with tales of romance and love, of all the
fineries that she would enjoy in the Palazzo, but all Lucia
could do was cry until her cheeks twitched and her
forehead ached. It was not due to
shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she
must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. Raising him in his arms, Jonathan passed the rope
round his body, and in this way the poor boy was drawn up without difficulty. ”
She paused. She was practically an outcast, she had not even the ghost of a
plan as to her future, and she had something less than five pounds in her pocket. Later on I could scarcely have forgiven you. I do want them. . ’
‘Not, I trust, Nicholas Charvill?’
‘Hardly. In a side-glance—for
the floor was variously encumbered with overturned objects—he saw one of his
paper weights, a coloured glass ball such as McClintock used in trade. But that
was soon put right, and she walked out into London with a peculiar exaltation of
mind, an exaltation that partook of panic and defiance, but was chiefly a sense of
vast unexampled release. "
"Lord bless us! you alarm me. "
"Stand off, Poll," rejoined the woollen-draper; "I don't want to hurt you.
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