The thin stream of blood on which her eyes were fastened with a nameless horror reached almost to her feet. For a time he heard no more, and stared with stony eyes at a Book-War proclamation in leaded type that filled half a column of the Times that day. “My dear friend,” she laughed, “not so tragic, if you please. Folks don’t like ’em. Her cheeks seemed to burn, her veins ran riot, and her heart was beating so fast that she was sure he must feel it through his scarlet coat. If he died, here in this hotel, who would care? Or if she died, who would care? A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of trying to forget. It would be too mortifying. ” “What?” He asked, confused.
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