His eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy; he let out a sigh. Why had she married him, off-hand, like that? She did not love him, or he knew nothing of love signs. Women who Dids, and all that kind of thing. Her father, her own father! She remembered now a verse from the Psalms her father had always been quoting; but now she recited it with perfect understanding. “Excellent fellow!” he answered a little irrelevantly. But do not awaken my apprehension, unless you have good cause for so doing. And then I'll pay off old scores. How can he help you?” She threw such a look upon him that even he, Sir John Ferringhall, carpetmerchant, hide-bound Englishman, slow-witted, pompous, deliberate, felt his heart beat to music. And then, for the first time, Wood noticed a small stream of blood coursing slowly down her cheek. He reached for her and she stroked his head soothingly as his mother had done a few times when he had suffered bad fevers. Possessed, at one time, of a share in the South Sea stock, he conceived himself worth twenty thousand pounds. “Before I came to England I was told that there were two things which an Englishman who was comme-ilfaut never did.
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