He thrust forward his under jaw and uttered a dry short cough. "Why did you pull the curtain over the place to make me think you were still there?" Flora luminously considered; after which, with her little divine smile: "Because I don't like to frighten you!" "But if I had, by your idea, gone out--?" She absolutely declined to be puzzled; she turned her eyes to the flame of the candle as if the question were as irrelevant, or at any rate as impersonal, as Mrs. Grose considered, following the children again. Pride and hope and desire like crushed herbs in his heart sent up vapours of, maddening incense before the eyes of his mind.
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