She could no longer wait. "Not that I know of," replied the carpenter, who had in some degree recovered his confidence. His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy freshness. I’m a female thing at bottom. ” He smiled bitterly as he handed her from the cab. She stared. It seemed at first the most beautiful afternoon of all time to her, and perhaps the thrill of her excitement did add a distinctive and culminating keenness to the day. ’ ‘Don’t call me by name,’ she snapped. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. While he was stirring his tea, she ran and fetched the comb. Then as she drew nearer paint showed upon her face, and a harsh purpose behind the quiet expression of her open countenance, and a sort of unreality in her splendor betrayed itself for which Ann Veronica could not recall the right word—a word, half understood, that lurked and hid in her mind, the word “meretricious.
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