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 "Yes, we have seen each other before I made time to call at Sylvia's hotel, sir."

It was at Tietjens" terrifying expressionlessness, at that completely being up to a situation, that the first wave of emotion had come over her For, till that very moment, she had been merely sardonically making the constatation that there was not a single presentable man in the room There was not even one that you could call a gentleman for you cannot size up the French ever!  But, suddenly, she was despairing!  How, she said to herself, could she ever move, put emotion into, this lump! It was like trying to move an immense mattress filled with feathers. You pulled at one end, but the whole mass sagged down and remained immobile until you seemed to have no strength at all Until virtue went out from you

It was as if he had the evil eye; or some special protector. He was so appallingly competent, so appallingly always in the centre of his own picture:

The general said, rather joyfully:

"Then you can spare a minute, Tietjens, to talk to the duchess! About coal! For goodness' sake, man, save the situation! I'm worn out

Sylvia bit the inside of her lower lip—she never bit her lip itself!—to keep herself from exclaiming aloud. It was just exactly what should not happen to Tietjens at that juncture She heard the general explaining to her in his courtly manner, that the duchess was holding up the whole ceremony because of the price of coal. The general loved her desperately. Her, Sylvia! In quite a proper manner for an elderly general But he would go to no small extremes in her interests! So would his sister!