Alpha Book

And you haven't
told me a word, you see--and I have not fainted--have I?"
They laughed a little; her fingers, which had tightened on his arm,
relaxed; her hand fell away, and she straightened up, sitting Turk
fashion, and smoothing her hair which contact with the pillows had
disarranged so that it threatened to come tumbling over eyes and cheeks.
"Oh, hair, hair!" she murmured, "you're Nina's despair and my endless
punishment. I'd twist and pin you tight if I dared--some day I will,
too. . . . What are you looking at so curiously, Captain Selwyn? My
mop?"
"It's about the most stunningly beautiful thing I ever saw," he said,
still curious.
She nodded gaily, both hands still busy with the lustrous strands. "It
_is_ nice; but I never supposed you noticed it. It falls to my waist;
I'll show it to you some time. . . . But I had no idea _you_ noticed
such things," she repeated, as though to herself.
"Oh, I'm apt to notice all sorts of things," he said, looking so
provokingly wise that she dropped her hair and clapped both hands over
her eyes.


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