And as he read in a voice that was genuinely impressive those words that no voice could make unimpressive, I watched her, saw her paleness blanch into pallor, saw the dusk creep round her eyes until they were like stars waning somberly before the gray face of dawn. When they closed and her head began to sway, I steadied her with my arm. And so we stood, I with my arm round her, she leaning lightly against my shoulder.
Her answers were mere movements of the lips.
At the end, when I kissed her cheek, she said: "Is it over?"
"Yes," McCabe answered-she was looking at him. "And I wish you all happiness, Mrs.
Blacklock."
She stared at him with great wondering eyes. Her form relaxed.
I carried her to a chair. Joe came with a glass of champagne; she drank some of it, and it brought life back to her face, and some color. With a naturalness that deceived even me for the moment, she smiled up at Joe as she handed him the glass.
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