After the sights he would have to twiddle his thumbs until the joints cracked. “Life’s so queer,” she said, kneeling and looking into the flames. Part 4
But presently, as she sat on the one antimacassared red silk chair and surveyed
her hold-all and bag in that tidy, rather vacant, and dehumanized apartment, with
its empty wardrobe and desert toilet-table and pictureless walls and stereotyped
furnishings, a sudden blankness came upon her as though she didn’t matter, and
had been thrust away into this impersonal corner, she and her gear. "Captain Darren," he added, sternly, "you shall hear from me. Apologizing to Sir
Rowland for this unpleasant reception, and swearing lustily at his servant for
occasioning it by leaving the dogs at liberty, Jonathan ordered the man to light
them to the audience-room. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the
fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her
fingers were trembling in his. ’
‘But, Hilary—’
‘Don’t you begin, Lucilla, for I won’t stand for it. Well, it had to happen
somewhen. I—well, I lost my temper. .
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