But she disapproved more and more of her own mental austerity. " The mortal agony behind those eyes! And all the while he had probably loved his child. He did not want Ruth to see his own stricken countenance; nor did he care to see hers, ravaged by tears. ” They talked for a while in somewhat dreamy fashion, Anna especially being more silent than usual. If you’ve got anything to say, you must say it to your aunt—” “But look here, daddy!” He flapped the Times at her with an imperious gesture. ‘How could you possibly know it?’ ‘I know it,’ Lucilla told him frostily, ‘because Dorothée told me that Madame Valade went off with Gerald positively purring in her ear—which is a thing he never does—and came back with him looking like the cat after cream. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart.
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