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He was amused, just as Stanistreet had been "I say, I can't have that,

you know What have you got there?"

She held up her book without speaking "Othello," of all things in the

world!

"Shakespeare? I thought so When a woman's in a damned bad temper she

always reads Shakespeare, or Locke on the Huh Mrs Nevill Tyson set her little teeth very hard, the corners of

her mouth and eyes curled with mischief It was delicious to feel that

she could torment Nevill, to know that she had so much power And while

she pretended to read she played with the pearl necklace she wore It was

one shade with the white of her beautiful throat

"Who gave you those pearls?"

She made no answer, but her hand dropped a little consciously He had

given the, with rather questionable

taste, that they were "a wedding-present for the second Mrs Nevill

Tyson"

He leant over her chair and assailed her with questions to which no

answer ca his periods

with kisses