It has been only the sort of nonsense which passes lightly enough between half the men and women in London. But we can’t help noticing. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. 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. She looked into his eyes, truly noticing their gray color for the first time. From the first I could see that neither believed my story. Something in her tone made him look up.
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