From The Golden Bowl, by Henry James
HIGH
"The high pitch of her cheer accordingly, the tentative adventurous expressions, of the would-be smiling order, that preceded her approach even like a squad of skirmishers, or whatever they were called, moving ahead of the baggage-train -- these things had at the end of a fortnight brought a dozen times to our young woman's lips a challenge that had the cunning to await its right occasion, but the relief of which, as a demonstration, she meanwhile felt no little need."
From Chapter 6.
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