“I wonder how it is,” she exclaimed, “that my friends have so much more confidence in me than I have in myself. He left the room, presumably to sleep elsewhere, but the only other room with a fire was the servant’s quarters. Capes would come to these teas; he evidently liked to come, and he would appear in the doorway of the preparation-room, a pleasing note of shyness in his manner, hovering for an invitation. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. All that she had ever loved were gone, except Sebastian. " "I'll ring for one," replied Kneebone, rising accordingly; "but I fear my servants are gone to bed.
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