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Soames went to the drawing-room presently, and peered at her through the
window.
Out in the shadow of the Japanese sunshade she was sitting very still,
the lace on her white shoulders stirring with the soft rise and fall of
her bosom.
But about this silent creature sitting there so motionless, in the dark,
there seemed a warmth, a hidden fervour of feeling, as if the whole of
her being had been stirred, and some change were taking place in its
very depths.
He stole back to the dining-room unnoticed.
CHAPTER VI--JAMES AT LARGE
It was not long before Soames's determination to build went the round
of the family, and created the flutter that any decision connected with
property should make among Forsytes.
It was not his fault, for he had been determined that no one should
know. June, in the fulness of her heart, had told Mrs. Small, giving her
leave only to tell Aunt Ann--she thought it would cheer her, the poor
old sweet! for Aunt Ann had kept her room now for many days.
Mrs. Small told Aunt Ann at once, who, smiling as she lay back on her
pillows, said in her distinct, trembling old voice:
"It's very nice for dear June; but I hope they will be careful--it's
rather dangerous!"
When she was left alone again, a frown, like a cloud presaging a rainy
morrow, crossed her face.
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