He had a quick, shrewd, merry eye, and a look in which duplicity was agreeably veiled by good humour. She looked at Lucy guiltily, wondering if she would be betrayed. She came in now with an air of reserved solicitude. She donned her gloves. Bit priggish, isn’t it? And if he only knew it—so absurd. He boasted of her ability to learn to men who were a stone’s throw from having the power of the pope himself. Eh bien, she must use her tongue against him. No breakfast, he’s had no dinner, hardly a mouthful of soup— since yesterday at tea. ’ She simpered, and withdrew one hand so that she might smack his fingers playfully.
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