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From: | Linda Talley |
Subject: | [grt-talk] thought emotion |
Date: | Sat, 16 Sep 2006 17:14:26 +0300 |
Her mannerwas charming, her amiability infectious.
Knowing Elinor as he did, he was notsurprised to find her temper improved. Hes not
the sort of man one can treatlike that. While she sat down on the deck and tied the
hawser firmly to it, Richardclambered in beside her.
Its very flattering of you to want me to
come.
Hes not the sort of man one can treatlike that.
With this she gathered together her gold bag and other rattling objectsand sailed
out of the room.
If he tried to, he would certainly smash the
launch, possiblythe skiff as well. She had a manner that,preoccupied as he was, he
could not but find engaging.
IVRichard found Elinor and Robinson having tea in
the winter-garden.
Richard took her hand, gently this time, and forced
her toface him squarely.
You knew I didnt want you to see Devoli without
me.
He had been holding her hand during all the time
they had been speaking.
He stopped short and dropped his guests arm, facing
him squarely.
She shot a glance at him from her green eyes
anduttered her short, hard laugh. We might find the connections bad and have to stop
somewhere on theroad, you know.
They were side by side now, not twenty feet apart.
As they went into the dining-room she remarked softly:I knew Virginia was in the
boat.
I got let in forluncheon at Hohenthals at the same
time. No onewas in sight, and they moved towards a garden-seat. Unaccountably, he
was certain that she was quite indifferent toUberto Devoli.
Ive only come in for a minute to ask you to be
decent to Baddingley. Along the first hundred yards he said nothing. One could steer
from either end, andshe had gone to the bows and taken the wheel.
Not exactly; but I was jolly glad to get
ashore.
Shedisappeared, searching under the
fore-deck.
A second laterthe mainsheet fell, the jib flapped,
she lay bobbing uncertainly.
Hecould see that her breeches under it were wet
through. I dont want you to beg, but you are funny. I love watching the fields and
rivers and trees fly by. He put his mouth upon hers, but she toreher face away,
burying it in his chest.
Yet he was inwardly chafing to a degree that
almostrobbed him of self-control. Virginia broke off to exchange some rapidsentences
with Pietro.
Reaching Scapa, he declined with politeresolution
to go up to the house. Together they lifted the heavy weight and castit into the
water. Did she feel towardshim something she could not feel for another man? It was
the precursor of the metalled highwaywhich still ended at Terno. It simply could not
go on like this; his position wasunendurable.
In the distancethree persons were coming towards
them, of whom one was the Prince.
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