She wore a plain black dress, reaching almost to her throat—her small oval face, with the large brown eyes, was colourless, delicately expressive, yet with something mysterious in its Sphinx-like immobility. In fact, Gerald had given order to the coachman to drive out of Golden Square and then stop around the corner. ‘She? Sa femme? That is the game then? That she could dare to take my place, that salope. He might solve the riddle. The folds of a thick muslin neckcloth in some degree protected him, but the gash was desperate. She even thought that perhaps she might come to love him, in spite of that faint indefinable flavor of absurdity that pervaded his courtly bearing. This species of madness cannot properly be attributed to his illness, though its accent might be. Ramage admitted the force of that. His eyes flashed as he turned towards her. . That—that isn’t living! You are beside yourself.
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