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She snized it as kin to the one he had seen when she smiled from the back of the stallion When she started forward, he could not fail to see the iniht of her draperies with her knees--round knees, he knew, that he had seen press desperately into the round muscle-pads of Mountain Lad Graha Nor could he fail, as she crossed the floor, to see to House; one, the lovely equestrienne statue beneath the dull-blue, golden-triet
She was upon the them, and Graham's hand held hers in the for House and all the hacienda in a voice that he kneas a singing voice and that could proceed only from a throat that pillared, such as hers, from a chest deep as hers despite her smallness
At table, across the corner fro of her While he held his own in the general fun and foolishness, it was his hostess that mostly filled the circle of his eye and the content of his mind
It was as bizarre a company as Graham had ever sat down to dinner with The sheep-buyer and the correspondent for the Breeders' Gazette were still guests Threefourteen, had arrived shortly before the first gong and had reht Graham could not remember their names; but he made out that they ca, and that they were of the s, professional, and wealthy-farhter, and the latest jokes and catches sprung in the latest slang
"I see right now," Graham told Paula, "if your place continues to be the caravanserai which it has been sinceto rehed concurrence "But these are neighbors They drop in any time Mrs Watson, there, next to Dick, is of the old land-aristocracy Her grandfather, Wicken, ca is nahter"
And while Paula gave hiuests, Graha to sense his way to an understanding of her Naturalness was her keynote, was his first judgment In not many moments he had decided that her key-note was joy But he was dissatisfied with both conclusions, and knew he had not put his finger on her And then it came to him--pride That was it! It was in her eye, in the poise of her head, in the curling tendrils of her hair, in her sensitive nostrils, in the le of the rounded chin, in her hands, sht to be the hard-worked hands of one who had spent long hours at the piano Pride it was, in every ing pride