The Dawn Pearl; how well they had named her! The pearl without price—his and not his! He took her arm and drew it under his; and together they went down the veranda steps. ‘Shall we abandon the guard, then, sir?’ ‘Certainly not. A hansom stopped a little way off. But in the appendix of the dictionary she had discovered magic names—Hugo, Dumas, Thackeray, Hawthorne, Lytton. But there was no feeling of remorse; there was only the sensation of exaltation. She became aware of the modelling of his ear, of the muscles of his neck and the textures of the hair that came off his brow, the soft minute curve of eyelid that she could just see beyond his brow; she perceived all these familiar objects as though they were acutely beautiful things. The women, Ann Veronica thought, were not quite so interesting as the men.
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