Sometimes she missed her cue and nodded affirmatively when the gesture should have been the reverse; and Prudence would send her a sharp glance of disapproval. She wanted air—and the distraction of having moving and changing things about her. Nothing anyone could say or do would change him. But she did not know what he knew, that it would always be rolling up, enlivened by suggestion, no matter how trifling.
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