Her back was
towards the room, and she wished that her heart would not beat quite so
tumultuously.
"Oh, do let me help you!" suggested Bridget, going to her side, and
from that instant Carrissima seemed to have only one object in life.
Above all things she wished to lead both Bridget and Mark to believe
that she had seen nothing out of the common! Unable at present to
grasp the complete significance of the revelation which fortunately had
been vouchsafed to her, she perceived, at least, that it implied the
utter destruction of her own recent hopes. Nothing could be worse than
the betrayal of her disillusionment: because obviously she had been the
victim of a rather cruel illusion especially since yesterday. Now her
_savoir faire_ became her most valuable asset.
"I think I have picked them all up," she said, rising hastily to her
feet, with the roses loose in her hands.
"How sweet of you to come!" answered Bridget. "Mark is here, too!
What lovely roses," she continued, leading the way into the
sitting-room, as Miller stood on the landing.
"I am sorry they are so untidy," said Carrissima, with every appearance
of cheerfulness.
Pages:
135
136
137
138
139
140
141
142
143
144
145
146
147
148
149
150
151
152
153
154
155
156
157
158
159