Her Faithful Knight — page 107: what you’re looking at

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Mr. Darcy’s Comedy Company. 103 the Museum, even if she was the wife of another man, that was no reason why he should not feast his eyes upon the features of his ideal, however uncomplimentary the camera had been in reproducing her charms. Hence his visit to the post office, with a view to buying pictures of Dorothy’s sister, while Dorothy herself was passing in a cab within a few yards of him. He had only to turn his head to see her, looking pret- tier than he had ever seen her look yet, in a ready-made gown of tweed, bought in High Street, Kensington, on the previous day for the modest sum of two guineas and a half, and easily fitted to her supple figure. More than that, she, being a creature of moods, had by this time ex- perienced a revulsion of feeling in his favor, and after ve- hemently hating all men for her sister’s sake during the course of about sixty hours, had suddenly veered round and decided that some men were possibly not quite so bad as others, and that among the “not-so-bads” Aylmer Read might be counted. The Hastings train started at four o’clock. It wanted yet five-and-twenty minutes to that time, as Dorothy saw by the post office clock. A strong impulse, the na- ture of which she did not in the least understand, tempted her to stop her cab, spring out, and, following Mr. Read into the post office, hold out her hand to him and hear him say “God-speed” to her journey. She hesitated, grew hot and cold, red and white. thought of his steadfast brown eyes alight with love, thought of his honest directness, his chivalrous courtesy, remembered the warm, close pressure of his hand at part- ing, and the tone of his voice as he said: “Only a woman can make a man happy ; only a man can make a woman happy.” Then, back upon her mind rushed the memory of her sister’s cruel story; of love and trust betrayed, of health, Eomuic boo KS (E(0)