” Sir John did not hesitate any longer. Everything proclaimed the mischievous propensities of the recent occupants of the chamber. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. For a moment her thoughts led her back to the evening when she and Courtlaw had stood together before the window of her studio in Paris, before the coming of Sir John had made so many changes in her life. ‘It is all too probable that she would wish to change into lay clothing to escape recognition. But the morning brought courage again, and those first intimations of horror vanished completely from her mind. ’ A panel slid open and she stepped into the relative light of the little dressingroom, Kimble close behind her. ” “She does it magnificently,” he declared. He would have to make sure of her silence. ” “You are really going on the stage, then?” he said slowly. I do forgive him; but he will never know now. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. Don’t take my word for it though.
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