” She lied. Hill closed his eyes. She was slender, and sometimes she seemed tall, and walked and carried herself lightly and joyfully as one who commonly and habitually feels well, and sometimes she stooped a little and was preoccupied. But after all, what did it matter whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. ’ ‘And was not she put out?’ demanded Miss Froxfield with a tinkling laugh. Send for Mr. Ramage,” she said, “I can’t—Not now.
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