The fair boy in the audience who had waved was yet another suitor. Her patience was waning fast. He doesn’t know where she is, and I told him he’d have to apply to Remenham’s lawyers if he wanted anything to do with this place. ’ Leaning down, she raised the hem of the petticoat of her habit to reveal a neat little pair of boots on her feet. ” His voice rose and fell amidst the music and the singing of Tristan and King Mark, like a voice heard in a badly connected telephone. Beauty doesn’t mean, never has meant, anything—anything at all but you. He would know her address to-morrow. To-night the subtle suggestiveness of those few daring lines, fascinating in their very simplicity, the head thrown back, the half-closed eyes—the inner meaning of the great artist seemed to come to him with a rush.
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