At the same time he comprehended that she was as pure and lovely as the white orchid of Borneo and that she did not carry that ridiculous shield called false modesty. "Poor thing!" muttered he, as the widow departed on her errand, "she's seen better days and better circumstances than she'll ever see again, I'm sure. I must stay a minute longer, if only to see you smile. The colour slowly left her cheeks, the lines of her mouth hardened. She had tried him as a Crusader, in which guise he seemed plausible but heavy—“There IS something heavy about him; I wonder if it’s his mustache?”—and as a Hussar, which made him preposterous, and as a Black Brunswicker, which was better, and as an Arab sheik. . One night she apparently fell asleep. She is in the hall now. ” She muttered some unlady-like comment upon herself under her breath and engaged in secret additions. ’ ‘What, for not wanting to marry you?’ ‘Imbecile. .
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