1. The hotel on the Peak had the aspect of
a fairy castle. Was that it? Had she
clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so
alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated
her. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being
it. ’
Her flesh crept. Forgive me, but you have been looking, have you not, for
some employment?”
“Quite true!” she answered. What he needed was not a food
but a flavour; and the cocoanut taste of the chestnuts soothed his burning tongue
and throat. ‘I broke in. Down on me
luck, I was, and they took me in. She found it
rather funny that he always wore the shirt fastidiously
tucked in and never wore the ensemble without a stiff
brown leather belt. To-night there seemed to be a new brilliancy in her eyes, a deeper quality
in her tone.
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