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But the piano reminded her of Mr. McNally, and she didn't want to think of him; so giving up trying to wait she ordered dinner. Dining alone when you have made up your mind to it beforehand is not an unmixed evil; but in Katherine's frame of mind it was about as irritating as anything could be.
He, too, was familiar to the poet, for he was no other than the pink and white gentleman whom he had seen acting as escort to Katherine on the day when he first beheld her, and whose name, as he had learned on the previous evening from Katherine's own lips, was Noel le Jolys. "The puppet who dangles after my lady," he grumbled to himself. "He jars the dream."
God Almighty should be justified of His strange handiwork; and she of her love before the whole of the story was told. And, stirred by these thoughts, and by the fervour of her own pious confidence, Katherine's finger-tips traveled more rapidly over the palm of that outstretched and passive hand. Then, on a sudden, she became aware that Richard was looking fixedly at her.
Once more he lay looking full at her, until she became almost abashed by that unswerving scrutiny. It came over her that the plane of their relation had changed. Richard was, as never heretofore, her equal, a man grown. Suddenly he spoke. "Can you forgive me?" And so far had Katherine's thought journeyed from the past, so absorbed was it in the present, that she answered, surprised:
Katherine's father, overjoyed to see this reformation in his daughter, said, "Now, fair befall thee, son Petruchio! you have won the wager, and I will add another twenty thousand crowns to her dowry, as if she were another daughter, for she is changed as if she had never been." "Nay," said Petruchio, "I will win the wager better yet, and shew more signs of her new-built virtue and obedience."
"Oh dear, how unwise of her!" exclaimed Mrs. Burton in a plaintive tone. "I am always so afraid for her to go outside at night when it is freezing so sharply, for her face would be quite spoiled if she were to get it frostbitten, and she is so pretty." "Is she?" Phil's voice had a drowsy drawl, as if the subject of Katherine's looks had very little interest for him, as indeed it had.
The moon was clouded, but over the trees the stars were out, as clear and soft as on other evenings that had not seemed so dreary. He turned away and walked over to the mantel, where Katherine's picture leaned against the wall. He found it without striking a light, and brought it to the window. By the dim light from the street and the sky, he could see her face in faint outline.
"I have always to seek you nowadays," Noel protested. Katherine tossed her head, and her tresses trembled like leaves in the moonlight. "The world is not yet so old that the wooing must be done by women." "I am out of favour," Noel complained, "since a fellow from nowhere plays the fool in high places." Katherine's eyes showered scorn upon him.
Katherine stopped short, and looked at him incredulously. "Really, Julius?" she said. Raising his head, he looked back at her. This avowal gave him a strange sense of completeness and mastery. So he allowed his eyes to meet Katherine's, he allowed himself to reckon with her grace and beauty. "Very really," he answered. "But when?" "Long ago and always." "Ah!" she said. Her expression had changed.
I have found what is more precious than all else to me." As Katherine's eyes were hid, Janet placed her fingers upon her lips, enjoining silence upon the passionate man before her. 'Twas a simple thing, but Cedric knew from that moment he had gained a powerful ally.
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