“No one asks you to care for them. C. We pretend we never think of everything that makes us what we are. ’ Gerald raised his brows. " "Could I credit your wild story, I might do so," returned Thames, with a look of perplexity. Her figure, though slight, had all the fulness of health; and her complexion—still pale, but without its former sickly cast,—contrasted agreeably, by its extreme fairness, with the dark brows and darker lashes that shaded eyes which, if they had lost some of their original brilliancy, had gained infinitely more in the soft and chastened lustre that replaced it. He came down the shop looking for her quite obviously, and took up a position on the other side against a mirror in which he was able to regard her steadfastly.
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