Her figure was, in some measure, hidden by a large scarf, and a deep hood drawn over the head contributed to her disguise; still it was evident, from her lofty bearing, that she had nothing in common, except an interest in their proceedings, with the crew by whom she was surrounded. For my blood you made it very hot indeed. There were moments when she thought of turning upon this man and talking to him. People were not slaves to their gods as they are now, oppressed and unhappy, chained to their mortality and suffering so that they may one day enter an imaginary Heaven. I ought to have seen—” “It doesn’t matter a rap—if you’re not disposed to resent the—the way I behaved. “Oh God!” she cried, “Oh God!” and flung aside her opera-cloak, and for a time walked about the room—a Corsair’s bride at a crisis of emotion. Through yet another doorway she observed an ancient silk brocade loom. She tried not to pant, not to reveal herself, and she began to shake. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters. ” “Quite charming apartments,” Miss Stanley admired; “charming! Everything is so pretty and convenient. He never appears to so little advantage as when speaking of him. Then Sheila noticed the stains.
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