She cried as he watched, frozen to the ground. What little happiness I had I was forced to steal. It could not go on much longer, her luck. ’ His brows rose. Her personal maidservant, the first she had ever had in her life, was joyful for her. She was an indignant queen, no doubt she was alarmed and disgusted within limits; but she was highly excited, and there was something, some low adventurous strain in her being, some element, subtle at least if base, going about the rioting ways and crowded insurgent meeting-places of her mind declaring that the whole affair was after all—they are the only words that express it—a very great lark indeed.
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