She had never expected John capable of saying such things, of thinking such macabre ideas. "There is a man in this room who seeks my life. She hoped the lights would become hot enough to melt her into the floor. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise. She was surprised and stared at him when he did not immediately leave the bed as Gianfrancesco always did, but instead rested on his elbows. He shivered and looked behind as he stepped into his hansom. He wore a French military undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of distinction. “Come in here a moment, will you, Blanche,” he said. She became aware that at regular intervals a light flashed upon her face and a bodiless eye regarded her, and this, as the night wore on, became a torment. 47 was no more than a sort of railway compartment on the way to that.
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