I feel all covered over with peacock's eyes." "I cannot imagine a human soul less like a peacock," said Von Rosen.
He put his arms around her as he knelt, and kissed her, and the yellow cat gave an indignant little snarl and jumped down.

He was jealous.
"Sit down," said Annie, laughing.

"I thought the time had come to tell you and I hoped you would be pleased.

It is lovely, isn't it?
You know it is selling wonderfully." "It is lovely," said Von Rosen.

"It would have been lovely anyway, but your success is a mighty sweet morsel for me." "You had better go back to your chair and smoke and I will read to you," said Annie.
"Just as if you had not written a successful novel," said Von Rosen.
But he obeyed, the more readily because he knew, and pride and reverence for his wife fairly dazed him.