"Here are the posthumous works of St. Pierre. Read a few pages of the 'Fragments de l'Amazone.'"
She accepted the chair which he had placed in readiness near his own; the volume lay on his desk--there was but one between them; her sweeping curls dropped so low as to hide the page from him.
"Put back your hair," he said.

"Here are the posthumous works of St. Pierre. Read a few pages of the 'Fragments de l'Amazone.'"
She accepted the chair which he had placed near his own; the volume lay on his desk between them, but her sweeping curls dropped and hid the page from him.
"Put back your hair," he said.
