"I was not aware it was in danger," rejoined Darrell. Her face scarcely reflected his enthusiasm. His natal burr was always in evidence when he was sentimentally affected. “Of course,” said Miss Miniver—she went on in a regularly undulating voice —“we DO please men. ’ Then she ran swiftly out of the library, calling out as her cavalier was almost at the front door. Little woman, you have been brave enough before. Much too formal for a cosy chat between old friends. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. ” He took a seat by her side. This was his humiliation as well as hers. He turned me so that he could have a companion in his loneliness. . ‘You cannot read my mind at all, monsieur.
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