‘Étes-vous Francais?’ Her eyes, he noted, followed from himself to Hilary and back again, but she did not speak. ‘Is there a resemblance?’ ‘This is Mary Remenham?’ ‘That is my late niece, yes. " O'Higgins threw out his chest, gave it a pat, and smiled. She had pushed aside her azure veil, taken off her snow-glasses, and sat smiling under her hand at the shining glories—the lit cornices, the blue shadows, the softly rounded, enormous snow masses, the deep places full of quivering luminosity—of the Taschhorn and Dom. She perceived she had never really thought of any one but herself in all her acts and plans. She wanted his attention, but so did everyone else. He meets Anna, and claims her as his wife.
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