Wood, sinking into a chair, and fanning herself
violently,—"what a fluster you have put me into with your violence, to be sure!
And at the very time, too, when you know I'm expecting a visit from Mr. And all the talk of the Miniver
people and the Widgett people seemed always to be like a ship in adverse
weather on the lee shore of love. There must be real
Valjeans, else how could authors write about them? Supposing some day she met
one of these astonishing creators, who could make one cry and laugh and forget,
who could thrill one with love and anger and tenderness?
Most of us have witnessed carnivals. Hang it, there must be something about her
that will give it away. “After all, why should he be surprised?” she remarked. But when she reached the pavement outside her teeth were
clenched, and she carried herself unconsciously an inch or so higher. . ”
“Surely,” he protested, “the change is all in favour of your own inclinations. ”
She came closer. The bliss had lasted one hundred and forty
years, far more than an entire mortal lifetime. She has blue eyes, and her figure is more full. "But you've done well to
trust me.
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