Italians. ” She laughed gaily—and she had a way when she laughed of throwing back her head and showing her beautiful white teeth, so that mirth from her was a thing very much to be desired. And mind, your life,—more than your life—hangs upon your choice. Behind every one of these myriad fronts she passed there must be a career or careers. ” Her first upward glance was one of terrified apprehension. Something insisted that those two were mysteriously linked—that the woman knew the man was there. Sometimes her straying mind would become astonishingly active—embroidering bright and decorative things that she could say to Capes; sometimes it passed into a state of passive acquiescence, into a radiant, formless, golden joy. Why? While the front of his mind was busy warning her not to fall into the hopeless miseries of underpaid teaching, and explaining his idea that for women of initiative, quite as much as for men, the world of business had by far the best chances, the back chambers of his brain were busy with the problem of that “Why?” His first idea as a man of the world was to explain her unrest by a lover, some secret or forbidden or impossible lover. ‘Merci, dieu. I can never be grateful enough. " Mrs. To-night she had a curious feeling that she stood upon the threshold of some change.
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