” He took them out and showed her. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love
stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother
might have cuddled a child. Maggot, kissing her hand to him. The costume of this
personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading
habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such
supposition. Why should WE hoard? We aren’t going
out presently, like Japanese lanterns in a gale. "It was given me by poor dear Mrs. Waving a white flag, naturally. Manning,” she began. They are long gone. Aware of the footman hovering, and the hackney coachman’s curious eyes
looking down from his box, Gerald leaned a little towards her and spoke in a
lowered tone. That terrible
laughter, just before his senses had left him!
Why? Here was a word that volleyed at her from all directions, numbed and
bewildered her: the multiple echoes of her own first utterance of the word. He, therefore, desires to
interrogate him.
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