155 The ringing doorbell jarred her from her stupor. “WHAT a place! “Stuffy isn’t the word for it. Roused by the bell tolling for evening service, Jack left the house. One never knew when it would be necessary to resume her disguise. “I suppose, daddy, you’ve no objection to my going on with my work at the Imperial College?” she asked. In their happiest times, he was the most faithful and devoted of husbands. She was dressed as English girls do dress for town, without either coquetry or harshness: her collarless blouse confessed a pretty neck, her eyes were bright and steady, and her dark hair waved loosely and graciously over her ears. Once she stopped in front of a mirror and looked at herself thoughtfully. If only to say goodbye.
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