’ Shock ripped through Charvill’s chest. ‘You, Mademoiselle Charvill, are as unlike most of your sex as you can be. A sudden knock at the door startled her. By a miracle, he averted its path, his hold on the girl’s mouth shifting fast to grasp her wrist. His heart beat wildly and he was afraid lest the strain be too much; but the girl shook her head and smiled and pointed to the top of the mountain. She warmed to him fast, her anger was much harder to carry than the pleasant everyday neutrality of affection. She wore a wonderful dress of turquoise blue, made by a great dressmaker for a function which she knew very well now that she would never attend. It seemed to her the last desperate attack upon the universe that would not let her live as she desired to live, that penned her in and controlled her and directed her and disapproved of her, the same invincible wrappering, the same leaden tyranny of a universe that she had vowed to overcome after that memorable conflict with her father at Morningside Park.
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