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” He dabbed with his paper-weight again, and spoke in an entirely indifferent tone. She struggled fiercely not to give way. Love stories!… A sob rushed into her throat, and to smother it she buried her face in a pillow. Dieu du ciel, but where was Gerald? On the move again, she found herself standing before one of the mirrors, gazing into her own countenance without seeing it. A delicate flush of colour streamed into her cheeks. She was not quite clear how she should find it, but she felt she would. “You know what a fearful old prig Ferringhall is, always goes about as though the whole world were watching him? We tried to show him around Paris, but he wouldn’t have any of it. To-night the subtle suggestiveness of those few daring lines, fascinating in their very simplicity, the head thrown back, the half-closed eyes—the inner meaning of the great artist seemed to come to him with a rush. ” “Then she has never been my wife. ’ ‘And you will not,’ came triumphantly from the cherry lips.
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