Now that she was his, to make or mar, she presented an extraordinary fascination. ” He stood before her, his hat in his hand, his head bent, his voice lowered to a convenient pitch. It seemed to her that it was her duty to get up and clamor to go home to her room, to protest against his advances as an insult. If only sometimes he would grow angry at her, impatient! But his tender courtesy was unfailing; and under this would be the abiding bitterness of having mistaken gratitude for love. ‘You must have been an exceedingly good pupil.
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