For what she lacked in appearance, Sheila compensated in gossip. ‘Dolt! Muttonheaded oaf! Why the deuce couldn’t he have sent you home?’ Valade cut in at that. Her mouth was an effective tourniquet. ’ ‘How shocking,’ Gerald returned, grinning. Manning told her he loved beauty, and extorted a similar admission from her; he then expatiated upon his own love of beauty. She ought to have been disposed to faint and scream at all these happenings; she ought to have maintained a front of outraged dignity to veil the sinking of her heart. Hurry to me, I entreat you.
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