Both arm-chairs had been moved
a little so as to face each other on either side of the fender, and in the circular
glow of the green-shaded lamp there lay, conspicuously waiting, a thick bundle
of blue and white papers tied with pink tape. "
"Horror!" cried Jack. Indeed,
she did not want to think of him as loving her. He was content to talk about himself, though in the back
of his clever mind he already suspected that she was not
offering any details about her life. Do not copy, display, perform, distribute or redistribute this
electronic work, or any part of this electronic work, without
prominently displaying the sentence set forth in paragraph 1. There was
something which chilled even him in the cold impassivity of her features. If you know
her for the vicious, scheming wretch that she is, why in God’s name—?’
‘She’s not a vicious, scheming wretch,’ Gerald said calmly. Suppose—suppose a girl did want to start in life, start in
life for herself—” She looked him frankly in the eyes. The summons was instantly answered by a shop-boy. “Let me see,” he said. Her eyes were fixed upon the ground, the pink
colour coming and going in her cheeks was very delicate and girlish. “You certainly are.
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