Some of the delicate colour which the afternoon walk had brought into her cheeks had already returned. But she did not talk readily, and in order to say something she plunged a little, and felt she plunged. Who’s for a rubber of whist?” Ennison made so many mistakes that he was glad to cut out early in the evening. She stole a few glances at John as she stood and played the pieces. I'd have got something nice. He looked exactly as she had dreamed him, handsome, rigidly dressed in a black suit, his hair still half gray, his eyes green and flashing like a cat’s. “No, I must have had hope lurking somewhere too. “It’s Ennison, isn’t it?” he exclaimed. . He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light.
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