THE PORTRAIT OF A LADY.
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"Should you like that?" Isabel asked, trying to smile again.
"To pity you? Most assuredly! That at least would be doing something. I would give my life to it."
She raised her fan to her face, which it covered, all except her eyes. They rested a moment on his.
"Don't give your life to it; but give a thought to it every now and then."
And with that Isabel went back to the Countess Gemini.
