“How is that carmine working?” he asked, with a forced interest. “I say!” he cried. ” He stood before her, his hat in his hand, his head bent, his voice lowered to a convenient pitch. “I shouldn’t have waited,” she said. ” He asked questions and listened to her views for a time. “Of course,” he ventured, “I could try for more at the ‘Alhambra. He was really very proud of her, and extraordinarily angry and resentful at the innocent and audacious selfreliance that seemed to intimate her sense of absolute independence of him, her absolute security without him. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object.
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