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He looked half at her and half at the sky. He had the same
dark eyes, though lighted by a fierce flame; the same sallow complexion; the
same tall, thin figure, and majestic demeanour; the same proud cast of features. ’
‘Oh, have you?’ grunted Gerald, surprising in himself a surge of some odd
emotion at these words. Stay! I'll go myself. To-night there seemed to be a new brilliancy in her eyes, a deeper quality
in her tone. They proved all sorts of
things perhaps, but they were thick, unequal, pitiful pieces of work. He
had done it. Miss Mary being his only child ’an all, he were in a
right pelter. She were that miserable. The destroying angel hurried by, shrouded in his gloomiest
apparel. She got to the driveway and was
semi-surprised to see that his car was gone. ”
“There are some French customs,” he declared, “which are admirable.
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