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It clicked and the bookshelf was
once more intact. I'll do anything in reason for you, old
top; but no pig in a poke. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as
you Yankees say. I knew it was only a matter of time before the
boys started paying attention to you, Lucy. He’s been near
it once or twice already. But it
was very hard to follow. “But Sebastian! I need them!”
He smiled, not a smile of comfort, but a smile of
terrible menace. He's an interpretative genius, if
there ever was one. ’ He fitted the hat
onto her head, and was aware as he did so of her eyes watching his face. ”
“I suppose we are,” said Vee, rearranging the flowers in her hand. She waited a
few minutes, then greeted the burly doorman who stood
as the building’s lone sentry. She wedged the towel between her
legs. Both had dropped the rather elaborate politeness of the
dining-room, and in their faces an impartial observer would have discovered
little lines of obstinate wilfulness in common; a certain hardness—sharp, indeed,
in the father and softly rounded in the daughter—but hardness nevertheless, that
made every compromise a bargain and every charity a discount. E. 23
She had always considered herself a simple wool
maker’s daughter, but she began to realize that by
marrying Gianfrancesco she had unwittingly gained
entrance to a separate world.
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