He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie. For Melusine was on him again, the point of her sword lunging so that he backed up onto the dais. “I have learned that. “My God!” he said at last, with tremendous feeling, and then again, “My God!” Now that this thing was said her mind was clear and calm. Until that moment, Jarvis had imagined the child to be safe in the wet-nurse’s cottage. He reached for her and she stroked his head soothingly as his mother had done a few times when he had suffered bad fevers. He came in apologetically; all the old “Well, and how ARE we?” note gone; and once he asked Ann Veronica, almost furtively, “How’s Alice getting on, Vee?” Finally, on the Day, he appeared like his old professional self transfigured, in the most beautiful light gray trousers Ann Veronica had ever seen and a new shiny silk hat with a most becoming roll.
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