No matter how often she came across this phase in love stories, there was never anything explanatory: as if all human beings perfectly understood. She struggled against it quite uselessly. 130 “You look fantastic!” He said, sitting down next to her on the sectional sofa, his black tee shirt and blue jeans in stark contrast to her cream colored princess gown. The gallant woollen-draper was now in his thirty-sixth year. There was a new softness in her eyes, a hesitation, a timidity about her manner which was almost pathetic. ‘He had run away with a Frenchwoman, you see, but Everett Charvill—I refer to the general—took care to conceal the matter. Or he would find something—a wave in her hair, a little line in the contour of her brow or neck, that made an exquisite discovery.
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