Few approached the émigrés directly, preferring to stare covertly from behind
their fans, while pretending to admire the simple elegance of Lady Bicknacre’s
neo-classical refurbishments. "
"True, true," replied the knight, with an agonized look; "there is no alternative. Where the stuff came from was always a mystery. Say I will come to him. Suppose—suppose a girl did want to start in life, start in
life for herself—” She looked him frankly in the eyes. They were enormously pleased with one another; they found each other
beyond measure better than they had expected, if only because of the want of
substance in mere expectation. Why was she noting things like this? Capes seemed selfpossessed and elaborately genial and commonplace, but she knew him to be
nervous by a little occasional clumsiness, by the faintest shadow of vulgarity in
the urgency of his hospitality. Her cheeks seemed to burn, her veins ran riot, and her heart was beating
so fast that she was sure he must feel it through his scarlet coat. She would be elemental; there would be in her somewhere the
sleeping tigress.
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