’ ‘Consider me warned,’ said Gerald solemnly. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. But she did not in the least want to do that. No fear o' that. Michelle looked at their reflections in the wall mirror. "Is the case of watches on board?" he asked in an under tone. So soft. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. She became aware of the modelling of his ear, of the muscles of his neck and the textures of the hair that came off his brow, the soft minute curve of eyelid that she could just see beyond his brow; she perceived all these familiar objects as though they were acutely beautiful things. What gave the puzzling twist to an ordinary situation was her manner: she was guileless.
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