He would surely
ask her to dance, and if he danced with her it would all be as it was
before. She looked about her eagerly.
The sight of Bosinney coming with Irene from the conservatory, with that
strange look of utter absorption on his face, struck her too suddenly.
They had not seen--no one should see--her distress, not even her
grandfather.
She put her hand on Jolyon's arm, and said very low:
"I must go home, Gran; I feel ill."
He hurried her away, grumbling to himself that he had known how it would
be.
To her he said nothing; only when they were once more in the carriage,
which by some fortunate chance had lingered near the door, he asked her:
"What is it, my darling?"
Feeling her whole slender body shaken by sobs, he was terribly alarmed.
She must have Blank to-morrow. He would insist upon it. He could not
have her like this.... There, there!
June mastered her sobs, and squeezing his hand feverishly, she lay back
in her corner, her face muffled in a shawl.
He could only see her eyes, fixed and staring in the dark, but he did
not cease to stroke her hand with his thin fingers.
CHAPTER IX--EVENING AT RICHMOND
Other eyes besides the eyes of June and of Soames had seen 'those
two' (as Euphemia had already begun to call them) coming from the
conservatory; other eyes had noticed the look on Bosinney's face.
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