If only sometimes he would grow angry at her, impatient! But his tender courtesy was unfailing; and under this would be the abiding bitterness of having mistaken gratitude for love. Instinctively she had fallen into the posture of the poster, her hands behind her, her head bent slightly forward, her chin uplifted, her eyes bright with the drollery of the song. ‘If you are not going to visit Charvill today, I’ll escort you back to the convent in Golden Square. "But, pardon my intrusion. "How so?" asked Wild, curiously.
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