Her clock had stopped—stopped at the very hour on which she had quitted the Mint! She had not the heart to wind it up again. Or had she, like himself, been held up until the fellow returned to town? He waited, his ready humour anticipating her likely reaction. Meantime, as the doctor was splitting his breakfast orange, he heard a commotion in his office, two rooms removed: volleys of pidgin English, one voice in protest, the other dominant. A woman hard to read, who seemed to delight in keeping locked up behind that fascinating rigidity of feature the intense sensibility which had been revealed to him, her master, only in occasional and rare moments of enthusiasm. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. ’ Hilary stared. ‘You will not guess again?’ ‘No, no, I am quite out of ideas.
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