She seemed
smitten with a paroxysm of fear. She admired and rather pitied him, and she was
unfeignedly grateful to him. Yes—as he would have liked. Maggot, drawing up her fine figure to its full height;
"because I condescend to live with you, am I never to look at another man,—
especially at one so much to my taste as this? Don't think it!"
"You had better retire, Madam," said the woollen-draper, sharply, "if you can't
conduct yourself with more propriety. ”
So they talked on whilst supper was served, falling easily into the spirit of the
place, and yet both of them conscious of some new thing underlying the gaiety
of their tongues and manner. ‘You cannot mean General Charvill?’
‘That old martinet?’ exclaimed Roding. Some one may observe us. He began munching his water-chestnuts—a small brown radish-shaped
vegetable, with the flavour of coconut—that grow along the river brims. They troubled no one, and as long as they did not noise themselves
abroad and make a nuisance of themselves in this Protestant country, no one
troubled them. A person of somewhat artificial graces and mannerisms, she was
for once in her life perfectly natural.
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