Over one of the pinnacles of the tower a speck of pallid light marked the position of the moon, then newly born and newly risen. Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut into a practical short bob. All four people moved a little nervously into the drawing-room, maintaining a sort of fluttered amiability of sound and movement. Lord Charvill champed upon an invisible bit for a moment or two, closing the gap between himself and the girl, and muttering the name to himself in an overwrought sort of way. I feel years younger, a man again. I sha’n’t care a rap if we can never marry.
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