There is so little abandon, so little real joyousness. His voice had changed, the joy had gone out of it; and she understood that something from the past had rolled up to spoil this hour. ” His face darkened. You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. ’ He scratched his chin as if he thought about it, but covertly kept a careful study of what he could see of her face.
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