But get up behind, Blueskin. If I surprised her, if I saw her alone, I might make her understand. But how close? She glanced about at the shrouded furnishings for possible cover. Every window, from the groundfloor to the garret had its occupant, and the roofs were covered with spectators. You creep around in a nun’s habit, peering into a private ballroom. As it happens sometimes, the idea stepped down from the dream into the reality; and he saw it more clearly now than he had seen it in the dream. Then she sat watching the play, sometimes offering a helpful suggestion, sometimes letting her attention wander to the smoothly shining arms she had folded across her knees just below the edge of the table.
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