Now, she was
the very reverse of all this. Not a star could be discerned, but, in their stead, streaks
of lurid radiance, whence proceeding it was impossible to determine, shot ever
and anon athwart the dusky vault, and added to the ominous and threatening
appearance of the night. "But there's nothing more to see in Canton. The two friends contrasted strikingly
with each other. “I am glad,” she told herself, “I came. Jack's complexion was that of a gipsy; Darrell's as
fresh and bright as a rose. If I had been quite quiet and white and dignified,
wouldn’t it have been different? Would he have dared?. ”
“I have heard of the Fabians,” said Ann Veronica. Gay, was a stout,
good-looking, good-humoured man, about thirty-six, with a dark complexion, an
oval face, fine black eyes, full of fire and sensibility, and twinkling with roguish
humour—an expression fully borne out by the mouth, which had a very shrewd
and sarcastic curl. He seemed to know a great deal about life. She read on and on, now thrilled by the
swiftly moving drama, now enraptured by the tender passages of love. She
responded as he slipped his hands under her sweater.
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