F. She had tried to shift the subject of conversation away from herself and was even managing successfully until Chen the father addressed her. She winced when first she heard the preparation-room door open and Capes came down the laboratory; but when at last he reached her she was self-possessed. His hand shook so violently that he dropped the handkerchief; and he let it lie on the floor because he dared not stoop. He looked exactly as she had dreamed him, handsome, rigidly dressed in a black suit, his hair still half gray, his eyes green and flashing like a cat’s. They had not so far been of much personal interest to Gerald, but tonight was different. “What’s the objection?” “I suppose she ought to know?” said Gwen to her mother, trying to alter the key of the conversation. It was now whitening, hissing, and seething like an enormous cauldron. He seemed to deliberate. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard.
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