“Do you like my dress?” “Yes, the dress is beautiful, but you are much more beautiful than any dress. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. ’ Turning, she climbed over the low haha wall. The haste to send her upon her way now had but one interpretation—the recognition of his own immediate danger, the fear that if this tender association continued, he would end in offering her a calamity quite as impossible as that which had happened—the love of a man who was in all probability older than her father! The hurt was no less intensive because it was so ridiculous. The signs of tears had all gone, but some subtle change seemed to have stolen into her face. It would be swindling. ‘Comment? This is not a mirror!’ It was a portrait. ” She was silent, and in the gloom of the dimly lit apartment he could not see her face. ’ ‘Oh, do they?’ Gerald said, sudden wrath kindling. But he seized the chance to entrap her fingers, fan and all, and look deeply into her eyes.
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