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which never rose to the surface
and revealed itself in none of his mannerisms or his tone. But it was thereand she felt it--felt it more than
ever when their eyes metand hers were forced to droop before the steady fire in hiswhich more than once
brought the faint color into her cheeksand sent a new sensation quivering through her being.
Dinner came to an end at lastbut when she rose to go her father protested. She generally sat with him while
he smoked a cigarette and drank his coffee. Why should she go away now? They were making no stranger of
Mr. Brown. And so she stayed.
Presently she found herself strolling round the room by his sideshowing him the pictures which hung lightly
upon the high oak panelsand the foreign bric-à-brac and Italian vases ranged along the wide black ledge a
little below. Her father had been obliged to go out and speak to the head gamekeeper about some suspected
poachingand they were alone.
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This is where I like to sit after dinnerwhen we are alone she said; and yilai:
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