"Whatever you like, Hoddy," she agreed, wiping the sweat from her forehead. ’ ‘It is so in a convent, you see,’ she explained airily. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. When she finally did take her own lover, it was not with a member of the household staff. A dozen books lay upon the counterpane. Only you seem to me since the time when I knew you in Paris to have changed—to have changed in some subtle manner which I find at times utterly bewildering. “Well, I don’t think you told him as much as that, did you?” Lady Lescelles asked. He was beautiful and perfect, his blue eyes smiling at her.
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