Certainly not a gentlewoman. She felt like Snow White in a secret forest house populated by dwarves. ’ ‘To you,’ she said angrily. Then, after Capes had been through her work and had gone on, it came to her that the fabric of this life of hers was doomed to almost immediate collapse; that in a little while these studies would cease, and perhaps she would never set eyes on him again. The thought of Capes flooded her being like long-veiled sunlight breaking again through clouds. The twenty pounds burned with avidity. “My dear friend,” she laughed, “not so tragic, if you please.
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