Yesterday this glorious creature had loved him; to-day she was only friendly. He embraced her like her father once had. In Old Palace Yard everybody ran. In truth, she had been quite glad to lose the argument about remaining while the bullet was dug out of Jack’s side. They were both dressed in every respect alike. Sir John stood upon the threshold. Ray did not pace, he just stood. “That sounds so uncouth,” she murmured. And they could talk, they found; and never once, it seemed, did their meaning and intention hitch. "Her ladyship—" faltered the attendant. The London backgrounds, in Bloomsbury and Marylebone, against which these people went to and fro, took on, by reason of their gray facades, their implacably respectable windows and window-blinds, their reiterated unmeaning iron railings, a stronger and stronger suggestion of the flavor of her father at his most obdurate phase, and of all that she felt herself fighting against.
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