12/14 He held the gloves he had worn all the evening between his hands, and his fingers worked at them unceasingly. He was rending the soft kid to ribbons. "This is very kind of you, Mr.Errol." He turned towards her. She had opened her eyes to address him, but the lids drooped heavily. "If you manage to inspire it in others, the virtue is still your own." She smiled and closed her eyes again. |