When she awoke, the sun was high in Heaven. “Miss Pellissier,” he said, “don’t!” “Why not?” she asked, smiling. The girl was pretty, and apparently a lady. To many in that crowded solitude it came as an extraordinary relief. She turned there, clasped her hands behind her back and put up her chin. "When is he to suffer?" she demanded, fixing her large black eyes, which burnt with an insane gleam, upon him. She became aware of the Scotch student regarding her with stupendous amazement, a tea-cup poised in one hairy hand and his faceted glasses showing a various enlargement of segments of his eye. A woman hard to read, who seemed to delight in keeping locked up behind that fascinating rigidity of feature the intense sensibility which had been revealed to him, her master, only in occasional and rare moments of enthusiasm.
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