“It’s the centre of the intellectuals. The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. Then she glanced at the cards again, over which her aunt’s many-ringed hand played, and then at the rather weak, rather plump face that surveyed its operations. He was all alone, like herself. He drew a little breath and stepped back. He grasped Lucilla’s elbow. She fixed her brilliant eyes upon him. But what if she were to marry? He glanced towards the elderly dame and found her watching him, the dimple very much in evidence. He leaned forward to embrace her.
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