She sat very still, and his eyes rested on that ornament for a moment, and then travelled slowly to her wrist and the soft lines of her forearm. . Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. Her lips came together with an expression between contentment and the faintest shadow of a smile, her manner was one of quiet reserve, and behind this mask she was wildly discontented and eager for freedom and life. "Disparity of rank is ever productive of unhappiness in the married state.
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