The thought of Capes flooded her being like long-veiled sunlight breaking
again through clouds. She meant to go, she meant to go, she meant to go. And, for one
expedition at least, we will go up this desolate valley here to Mattmark, and so
on to Monte Moro. CHAPTER V. The shouts drew nearer, and lights were seen flashing
ruddily against the sides and gables of the neighbouring houses. ’
‘I’ve a good mind to leave the pair of you to it and take myself off,’ threatened
his junior, marching across the room and snatching up a decanter. Miss Stanley, it was manifest, had given him Ann Veronica’s address. She was
dressed as English girls do dress for town, without either coquetry or harshness:
her collarless blouse confessed a pretty neck, her eyes were bright and steady,
and her dark hair waved loosely and graciously over her ears. He was never drunk in the
accepted meaning of the word; rather he walked in a kind of stupefaction. But such was the violence of his grief,—such the compunction he exhibited, that
all but one looked on with an eye of compassion. In a sense I
don’t care. As for this infatuation—it’s like
some obsession, some magic thing laid upon you. We're two good-looking fellows, ain't
we?"
"Very good-looking," replied Rachel.
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