"Yes, yes. I knew it must be so. Now, if William would ever bring me
books, instead of jewels, or talk to me and with me, I might have been a
rational being too, instead of being absolutely ashamed to open my
mouth!"
She clasped the jewel-case and went out; and I heard her chatting a
minute after with some gentlemen in the house, as if she were perfectly
and childishly happy.