He nodded,王子📗 noting the brilliancy of her eyes and wondering what had caused the excitement in their depths. She looked more highly strung than usual to-night,哈姆丹😔 but it seemed a happy excitement. It might have been the anticipative joy of a woman going to her lover.Richards looked carefully over the table with the eye of the well-trained manservant. He retouched a bowl of lilac that offended against his slavish idea of symmetry and then put a screen across the dying fire.
It was really very provoking. He would not be drawn. Did he deliberately refuse her his confidence? Were he and Pat keeping a secret?