" Her attitude now entirely sisterly, he ceased to be afraid of her; there was never anything in her eyes (so far as he could see) but friendly interest in all he said or did. 9. 1. "It's a mysterious transaction altogether. “Please don’t,” she said. " He rose for fear she might touch him again. "Do you call this frantic glee happiness?" "It's all the happiness I have known for years," returned the widow, becoming suddenly calm, "and it's short-lived enough, as you perceive. I can never be grateful enough. I worshipped women long before I found any woman I might ever hope to worship. We had better have it over. Beyond was a chaise longue, covered with cushions and shawls laid anyhow across it, together with a discarded tapestry in the making, and a scattering of woollen threads about it. ‘What you can do, Lucy, rather than make enquiries, is introduce me to this comte and comtesse. I didn’t! I didn’t! After all—” For a time her mind ran on daintiness and its defensive restraints as though it was the one desirable thing.
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