He's worth a dozen of you. ” She said to them, raising her head to
speak, her voice unsteady. I don’t mean I’m not a good woman—I mean that
I’m not a GOOD woman. That day Gerald had brought her to this
excessively careful house, where she had felt very much alone and very unlike
herself. She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to
say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. Lucy wore it every day from then on. He was in
love with her! She tried to grasp all the welter of values in the situation
simultaneously, and draw some conclusion from their disorder. She had thought to wear it now, since she must look more the
demoiselle. She tiptoed to the stand and gathered up the
manuscripts which she carried to a chair by the window. ‘Couldn’t reconcile it with my dooty to leave you here—’
A thought made Melusine stop dead, turning to him. ”
They went on for a time without another word.
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