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Nancy

CHAPTER II
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My peace, however, is not of long duration.

I am aroused again by a sort of choking snort from Tou Tou, who is beside me--a snort that seems compounded of mingled laughter and pain, and, looking up, detect Bobby in the act of deftly puncturing one of her long bare legs with a long brass pin, which he has found straying, after the vagabond manner of pins, over the carpet.
I raise myself, and lean over Tou Tou, to give the offender a silent buffet of admonition, and, lifting my eyes apprehensively to see if I am noticed, I meet the blear eyes of Sir Roger fixed upon mine.

He has turned his face quite toward me, and a ray from the candles falls full upon it.

_Blear!_ Well, if his eyes are blear, then henceforth blear must bear a different signification from the unhandsome one it has hitherto worn.

Henceforth it must mean blue as steel: it must mean clear as a glass of spring water; keen as a well-tempered knife; kindly as the early sunshine.
I am so astonished at my discovery, that I remain for full two minutes staring blankly at the object of it, while he also looks stealthily at me; then, recollecting my manners, I burrow my face into my chair-bottom, and so remain until mother's gentle Amen, and a noise of shuffling and scrambling to their feet on the part of the congregation, tell me that the end has come.
We all go up to father, and coldly and stiffly kiss him.


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