All the initial confidence in herself was gone; her courage was merely a shell to hide the lack. 1 through 1. Not entirely. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again. “Don’t!” she said, weakly, as he had bent down and put one arm about her and seized her hands with his disengaged hand and kissed her—kissed her almost upon her lips. After the dance, they went to a party. The stranger with a bow returned to his table.
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