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F. She was never violent when angry: she became as calm and baffling as the sea in doldrums. He drifted in and out of consciousness. She was trying by some wonderful, secret, and motionless gymnastics to restrain her tears. "My lips would belie my heart were I to refuse you. He had saluted her with elaborate civility, his eyes distended with indecipherable meanings. He saw it in book-covers, on the stage. He looked exactly as she had dreamed him, handsome, rigidly dressed in a black suit, his hair still half gray, his eyes green and flashing like a cat’s. The church was crowded to excess by the numbers eager to witness the ceremony; and as soon as it was over the wedded pair were followed to the carriage, and the loudest benedictions uttered for their happiness. The latter had delivered himself from one of his assailants, the attendant, Davies. “I certainly knew him no better than you. She stood, as it were, directed doorward, with her eyes watching every movement, listening to him, repelled by him and yet dimly understanding. The night was clear and moonlit, dazzling with even light blue shadows that shone into manicured lawns and pristine gardens.
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