Logotheti would certainly not help her, though she knew instinctively that she was still to him what she had always been, and that if he ever had the opportunity he sought, her chances of escape would be small indeed.
Therefore she felt more lonely after Lushington had spoken than she had ever felt since her parents had died, and much more desperate.

But nothing in the world would have induced her to let him know it, and her anger against him rose slowly, and it was cold and enduring, as that sort of resentment is.

She was so proud that it gave her the power to smile carelessly after a minute's silence, and she asked him some perfectly idle questions about the news of the day.

He should not know that he had hurt her very much; he should not suspect for a moment that she wished him to go away.
She rose presently and turned up the lights, rang the bell, and when the window curtains were drawn, and tea was brought, she did everything she could to make Lushington feel at his ease; she did it out of sheer pride, for she did not meditate any vengeance, but was only angry, and wished to get rid of him without a scene.
At last he rose to go away, and when he held out his hand there was a dramatic moment.
'I hope you're not angry with me,' he said with a cheerful smile, for he was quite sure that she bore him no lasting grudge.
'I ?' She laughed so frankly and musically after pronouncing the syllable, that he took it for a disclaimer.
So he went away, shutting the door after him in a contented way, not sharply as if he were annoyed with her, nor very softly and considerately as if he were sorry for her, but with a moderate, businesslike snap of the latch as if everything were all right.
She went back to the piano when she was alone, and sat down on the music-stool, but her hands did not go to the keys till she was sure that Lushington was already far from the house.
A few chords, and then she suddenly began to sing with the full power of her voice, as if she were on the stage.

She sang Rosina's song in the _Barbiere di Siviglia_ as she had never sung it in her life, and for the first time the words pleased her.
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