“As if it could possibly matter what such a person thinks of you. ‘Laisse-moi,’ she threw at him, her brief attack of sobs already ended, although the trace of tears on her cheeks bore witness to its sincerity. ‘Never fear, my love. Her father and her husband, who had both been a little pale at their first encounter, were growing now just faintly flushed. It was not due to shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. And how could I come home—when he locks me in rooms and all that?” “I do wish this wasn’t going on,” said Miss Stanley, after a pause. It seemed incredible that she and her aunt were, indeed, creatures of the same blood, only by a birth or so different beings, and part of that same broad interlacing stream of human life that has invented the fauns and nymphs, Astarte, Aphrodite, Freya, and all the twining beauty of the gods. ’ Gerald’s jaw tightened. CHAPTER II. Aunt Jane had her quiet moments. Feigning an air of casualness, Lucy asked the obvious. There was a gulf of eight years between her and the youngest of her brace of sisters—an impassable gulf inhabited chaotically by two noisy brothers. "Mercy on us!" cried he, as a thrill of apprehension ran through his frame. At that time, we were beneath the sway of Anne: we are now at the commencement of the reign of George the First. I’d rather not go,” she added.
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