’ At that, a flush drenched her cheeks and she snatched her hand away. “You ought at once—you ought at once to have told her that. “Are you sorry you waited, aunt?” she said. But I will go. The road which wound by Westbourne Green, gave him a full view of the hill of Hampstead with its church, its crest of houses, and its villas peeping from out the trees. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. ’ ‘Between the devil and the deep blue sea, he were,’ agreed Pottiswick’s daughter. En tout cas, we are not talking of that kiss, but of this one. ’ ‘Then what?’ demanded Lucilla in a hushed tone. Fiercely defensive, as usual. You say you love me and want to marry, but those are strong, potent words, words meant to last a lifetime. Both had dropped the rather elaborate politeness of the dining-room, and in their faces an impartial observer would have discovered little lines of obstinate wilfulness in common; a certain hardness—sharp, indeed, in the father and softly rounded in the daughter—but hardness nevertheless, that made every compromise a bargain and every charity a discount.
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