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Madame Olenska did not move when he came up behind her, and for a second their eyes met in the mirror; then she turned, threw herself into her sofa-corner, and sighed out: ``There's time for a cigarette.''
He handed her the box and lit a spill for her; and as the flame flashed up into her face she glanced at him with laughing eyes and said: ``What do you think of me in a temper?''
Archer paused a moment; then he answered with sudden resolution: ``It makes me understand what your aunt has been saying about you.''
``I knew she'd been talking about me. Well?''
``She said you were used to all kinds of things -- splendours and amusements and excitements -- that we could never hope to give you here.''
Madame Olenska smiled faintly into the circle of smoke about her lips.
``Medora is incorrigibly romantic. It has made up to her for so many things!''
Archer hesitated again, and again took his risk. ``Is your aunt's romanticism always consistent with accuracy?''
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