” She smiled, sure of herself beyond any pretending, into his troubled eyes. But when she turned her thoughts to Morningside Park she perceived the tangled skein of life was now to be further complicated by his romantic importunity. " "What was it?" "Never glance sideways at a man. As she talked she made weak little gestures with her hands, and she thrust her face forward from her bent shoulders; and she peered sometimes at Ann Veronica and sometimes at a photograph of the Axenstrasse, near Fluelen, that hung upon the wall. ’ ‘The nuns?’ she said, gazing at him innocently. Joan told me it was hung somewhere in the house, only I couldn’t remember where after all this time. Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back.
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