He tore his gaze away, aware of the quickening of his heartbeat. Tum, tum, tirray, tum, tum, tum, te-tum—that thing of
Mendelssohn’s! If making one human being absolutely happy is any satisfaction
to you—”
He held out his hands, and she also stood up. He might be unfortunate, but
he would scarcely be a fool. And what did she do? Not only
did she cut his hand in her rage, but she refused to let him help her, and then she
ran away from him. The next moment his grasp relaxed, and he sank to rise no more. Thames
did not try to cheer her. ‘I think,’ he said pleasantly, ‘that it would be as well if you, Hilary, were to go
and fetch the troops. A beachcomber in embryo, and she had lent a hand through habit as much
as through pity. In each pause she could
sense his growing trepidation. ’
Still the girl said nothing. "Poor thing!" muttered he, as the widow departed on
her errand, "she's seen better days and better circumstances than she'll ever see
again, I'm sure.
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