Wood's daughter,—to
whom, I've heard tell, he was attached years ago,—was brought up, his courage
forsook him altogether, and he trembled, and could scarcely stand. It seemed
incredible that she and her aunt were, indeed, creatures of the same blood, only
by a birth or so different beings, and part of that same broad interlacing stream
of human life that has invented the fauns and nymphs, Astarte, Aphrodite, Freya,
and all the twining beauty of the gods. Mr. ‘Will you let be?’
Instead she grasped his hand tighter. Framed in one of the square ports of the packet was
a face which reminded Ah Cum of a Japanese theatrical mask. To-night the subtle
suggestiveness of those few daring lines, fascinating in their very simplicity, the
head thrown back, the half-closed eyes—the inner meaning of the great artist
seemed to come to him with a rush. She kicked him in
the shin, trying to knock him off his feet. ’
The fellow seized on this. All through the love music of the second act, until the hunting horns of Mark
break in upon the dream, Ann Veronica’s consciousness was flooded with the
perception of a man close beside her, preparing some new thing to say to her,
preparing, perhaps, to touch her, stretching hungry invisible tentacles about her. That, I think, is manifest. Gerald stayed him. He wisely refrained from questioning the manager of the Victoria. I heard only after it was all over. ” Lucy commented. Mr.
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