He had mentioned teaching her how to read Latin one day when she had wandered into the library. ‘Well, water under the bridge is that, miss. Her father intercepted her, and for a moment she and he struggled with their hands upon the latch. You represented to us the immaculate Briton, the one Englishman who typified the Saxonism, if I may coin a word, of our race. He saw rifts in clouds—sunshine. Fifty in advance. He said. She worried for her father in Mantua, 28 hoping that he was still alive. Again he played for her; and again the eruption of the strange senses that lay hidden in her soul. That register would be easy to get at; comforting thought. " "Your ladyship——" hesitated Norris.
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