’ ‘The word of whom?’ came scoffingly from the pretty lips. She had thought that all Morningside Park householders came home before seven at the latest, as her father usually did. E. But the morning brought courage again, and those first intimations of horror vanished completely from her mind. She reminded him of his linnet, when he gave the bird the freedom of the house: it became filled with a wild gaiety which bordered on madness. She even thought that perhaps she might come to love him, in spite of that faint indefinable flavor of absurdity that pervaded his courtly bearing. Cheveney strolled up, a pipe in his mouth. It was easy enough to lie to anyone else. At a turn in the road, he perceived Winifred looking anxiously towards him, and when she discovered him, she waved her hand. Even that he sleeps, I must give to him my thanks, for he has been excessively brave for me. I have been waiting a long time for a family like them. They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals.
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