Good-night, Captain Selwyn; you've been very sweet to me, and I've enjoyed every single instant." When he had gone she rose, a trifle excited in the glow of abstract happiness, and walked erratically about, smiling to herself, touching and rearranging objects that caught her attention.

Then an innocent instinct led her to the mirror, where she stood a moment looking back into the lovely reflected face with its disordered hair.
"After all," she said, "I'm not as aged as I pretended.

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