Her head ached with a hollow pain. While he was stirring his tea, she ran and fetched the comb. "
"No," thundered Wild. Her aunt went out of the room with dignity and a
rustle, and up-stairs to the fastness of her own room. "Oh, easily enough," rejoined the other. . But after all, what did it matter
whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and
one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. “And, after all, I am
just one common person!”
She watched the throb of the arteries in the stem of her neck, and put her hand
at last gently and almost timidly to where her heart beat beneath her breast. Gerald glanced at Hilary and saw the stunned look on his face. She
rolled to one side.
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