She kept opening her eyes and looking at it. She read on and on, now thrilled by the
swiftly moving drama, now enraptured by the tender passages of love. Do you
understand?”
“I do not,” he answered. If nothing else had clinched that, the purse had. "So the wheelman told you? I've always spoken it, though I can neither read nor
write it. The
doleful procession at once assumed a festive character. Below
her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond
moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. You are not going to that infidel Russell’s classes. Plus he’s a genius. ”
She sat motionless, with her hand tightening over the edge of the table, and
he, too, said no more. She responded at once, rapping him on the knuckles with her fan. .
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