For the first time that day, she was finally able to look
into his face. She seemed to grow more
beautiful to him and not the opposite. She rested her head upon his
shoulder. Capes bore a face of infinite perplexity. But a total stranger, a man you never saw twentyfour hours ago! It can't be thought of. ‘Never would he have gone to England. Jack, whose
clothes were covered with dust, and whose face was deathly pale from his recent
exertion, looked more like a phantom than a living person. Instead, he was bowing to her greataunt. She found herself
anxious to read more of him, and the next Wednesday she went to the British
Museum and hunted first among the half-crown magazines for his essays and
then through various scientific quarterlies for his research papers. "You'll find her quiet enough to-day, Sir," observed the woman, as they walked
along; "but she has been very outrageous latterly. The bleach had ruined it, with
yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that
cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray.
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