Two shots were fired, and presently the clashing of swords was heard below. The world, she discovered, with these matters barred had no particular place
for her at all, nothing for her to do, except a functionless existence varied by
calls, tennis, selected novels, walks, and dusting in her father’s house. To walk beside him, dressed akin to him,
rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like
stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. Oh! you haven't got the key—then I must have it, I
suppose. You
are—horrible. Disappointed puppy-love, and all that. But this
was a vicomte’s sister. . A wild passion of shame and self-disgust swept over her. She was a merry creature, it is true, and quite beautiful.
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