His glance swept up again and found her staring at him with much of her usual defiance, if a touch less of her customary assurance. His face was much handsomer than Gianfrancesco’s, his lips thinner, his brow much more noble and wise. Her father, her own father! She remembered now a verse from the Psalms her father had always been quoting; but now she recited it with perfect understanding. "As an honest Chinaman. ‘Oh, I do love a flatterer. ’ Fury was in her face.
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