My whole life shall be devoted to you, beloved girl. Do you think that I am utterly selfish?” She raised her eyebrows. It was as if she had come upon the beautiful marble façade of a fairy palace, was invited to enter, and behind the door—nothing. I could not love you else. Spurlock grew cold. Perhaps it had been pick-pocketed or jostled from her dress in a hunt. Even given that he was hopelessly enamoured of the wench, a fact which was obvious to the meanest intelligence. " "That's impossible," replied Jack. " Her attitude now entirely sisterly, he ceased to be afraid of her; there was never anything in her eyes (so far as he could see) but friendly interest in all he said or did. Without preamble, in a voice of extreme exasperation, he demanded, ‘Now what the devil’s to do? What in God’s name do you mean by sending Gerald such a ridiculous letter? Never read anything half as crazy. ” He stared at her incredulously, and she laughed very softly. It was high afternoon, there was no great throng of footpassengers, and many an eye from omnibus and pavement rested gratefully on her fresh, trim presence as she passed young and erect, with the light of determination shining through the quiet self-possession of her face.
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