The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet. . If only Gerald would come. She laid her hand upon his arm. He appeared suddenly from the infinite in the neighborhood of the Burlington Arcade, crossing the pavement toward her and with his eyes upon her. Wood, who had recovered her good humour, quitted the room she bestowed a hearty embrace on Thames, and she told him laughingly, that she would "defer all she had to propose to him until to-morrow. The other must call a coach as quickly as he can. His assistance came too late. She liked his face; it had on it the suggestion of gentleness, of fineness. “He does not come here,” she exclaimed, quickly.
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