She wore a plain black dress, reaching almost to her throat—her small oval face, with the large brown eyes, was colourless, delicately expressive, yet with something mysterious in its Sphinx-like immobility. ’ With difficulty, Gerald bit back a laugh. ’ ‘From a convent? Even if I wished to do it, I could not. O'Higgins mounted the stairs, his step extraordinarily light for one so heavy. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. They are things faint and slight in themselves, as physical facts, but they are like the detonator of a bomb: they let loose the explosive. Kind of knows it, too. ‘You ain’t got nothing on me. ‘I may have been only a secretary, but times are changing. And now, when you come at last, you bring me this grandfather, and you dare to tell me I am like him. I suppose that’s the gist of the whole thing.
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