The ruffled chemise-front under the wide lapels of her waistcoat and jacket no longer quivered, and her pose, with the full cloth petticoat spreading about her, was relaxed. His voice had broken. ’ ‘Do you take me for a fool, Hilary?’ demanded his betrothed. At the present moment she was living in a world of her own creation, a carnival of brave men and fair women, characters out of the tales she had so newly read for the first time. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. But this might be merely a figurative mode of describing his customary vigilance. He did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully. If so, do not hesitate to tell me. She could not make up her mind which was the finer, more elemental thing, which gave its values to the other. Jolly nice girl, too. Brown.
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