There he was, standing with a group of men who she presumed to be the other richest men in the world. She could not realize what she saw. ‘Not another caller will I receive this day. ” For a time there seemed no comfort for her even in Capes. And she would have rushed to him, if she had not been forcibly withheld by her son. “Nigel, don’t you understand. The image in the glass was not clear, for the light was not bright enough to see properly, but the shadows of her riding habit and the hat with its waving plumes framed a countenance that gazed serenely back at her out of long-lashed blue eyes. Gold-handled, too. She began to draw on her gloves thoughtfully. “The fool I have been!” he cried; and now speech was coming to him. The ruffled chemise-front under the wide lapels of her waistcoat and jacket no longer quivered, and her pose, with the full cloth petticoat spreading about her, was relaxed.
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