Her eyebrows, pulled down by the stress
of thought, now resumed their normal arches; and pleased with her discovery,
she smiled. ”
“Then I,” she said, “have too much character. Gerald at once lowered his voice to that intimate level again, and leaned
towards her. Hers were less noble, yet
stately. Their momentary absence
seemed to have worked wonders; for now the most perfect understanding
appeared to subsist between them. It would be useless to tell her to go back, even
heartless; and yet he could not advise her to go on, blindly, not knowing whether
her aunt was dead or alive. All four people moved a little nervously into the drawing-room, maintaining a
sort of fluttered amiability of sound and movement.
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