Across that world was written in letters of light, “Endowment of Motherhood. Ah! what's that?" he exclaimed, as some one brushed hastily past him. The evil in his eyes towards her was explosive. ‘Burned them, one by one, right before that fellow’s eyes. To-night the subtle suggestiveness of those few daring lines, fascinating in their very simplicity, the head thrown back, the half-closed eyes—the inner meaning of the great artist seemed to come to him with a rush. Only think how compromising. Wood,—"he'll never mend. She contrived to break down the barriers of shyness at last in one direction, and talked one night of love and the facts of love with Miss Miniver. “My dear friend,” she laughed, “not so tragic, if you please. Impassive by nature and training, he was conscious to-night of a strange sense of excitement, of exhilaration tempered by a dull background of disappointment. Sheppard trembled violently; and though she understood his meaning too well, she answered,—"I can't guess.
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