Yet in some hidden corner was a vein of sentiment, of which for the first time in his later life he was now unexpectedly aware. ’ ‘But where? Where has he gone? Always he goes off, and he says no word to anyone. "I read those stories. ’ ‘Yes, but in fact you’ve offered me far more entertainment than any French spy could have done. “I am a fool,” he said. Confidence in himself would strengthen him. But in that case, why the raging jealousy about Madame having taken her place. White leaned forward in her chair with an anxious smile designed to throw oil upon the troubled waters. Michelle blinked rapidly and Lucy could hear her heart speeding up. I think not. She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. She was an indignant queen, no doubt she was alarmed and disgusted within limits; but she was highly excited, and there was something, some low adventurous strain in her being, some element, subtle at least if base, going about the rioting ways and crowded insurgent meeting-places of her mind declaring that the whole affair was after all—they are the only words that express it—a very great lark indeed.
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