’ Madame ventured a glance up at his face, and fluttered her lashes. ’ With difficulty, Gerald bit back a laugh. Ascending the stairs, and conducting them along a sombre gallery, in which Trenchard noticed that every door was painted black, and numbered, he stopped at the entrance of a chamber; and, selecting a key from the bunch at his girdle, unlocked it. She could tell it was new territory for him and he might lose the nerve to take them off himself, without the aid of drink. He opened the door of still another room, in one corner of which was a grand piano. The gallant woollen-draper was now in his thirty-sixth year. His attitude toward her was purely intellectual, free of any sentimentality, utterly selfish. Did he like freaks? She opened her black umbrella, her giant sun deflector. The youthful couple had been seated in the carriage a few minutes when they were joined by Mr. “I have given it up,” she answered. What would happen when confronted by the actual? He was young; she was also young and physically beautiful—his lawful wife.
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