They sat down at the dining room table which seemed empty and 259 huge in the stark, white-walled room. Stanley pronounced, and seemed to hesitate whether he had not gone too far. Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. Her fancy dress, save for the green-gray stockings, the pseudo-Turkish slippers, and baggy silk trousered ends natural to a Corsair’s bride, was hidden in a large black-silk-hooded operacloak. Chapter XXI HER SISTER’S SECRET “I think,” Lady Ferringhall said, “that you are talking very foolishly. Things were thrown here and there, to be taken up, or again cast aside, as the whim arose; while the broken-backed chairs and crazy table bore the marks of many a conflict. She wore a black satin dress, a little shiny at the seams, a purposeless bow of white tulle at the back of her neck, and a huge chatelaine. He had hurt her. “I do hope I have been able to make you understand how I feel, that you don’t consider me a hopeless prig. Well might she do so, Gerald thought in irritation. I have been around them for long enough. ‘You dare to come to me? What do you wish of me? Why have you come? I do not want you!’ She swept round on Gerald abruptly and he braced for the onslaught.
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