She tried to imagine the collective effect of the Fadden Ball; she had never seen a fancy-dress gathering in her life. A buxom piece, who looked, Gerald decided, as if she would be more at home in an amorous engagement in a hayloft than sitting demurely in a ballroom. She pulled herself together and put her eye to the eye-piece. He would be so disappointed. What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less than a day now, less than twenty hours. Peg after peg had gone down his blistered throat, but never had a smile touched his lips, never had his gaze roved inquisitively.
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