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“Don’t tempt me,” she said, laughing, and drawing her opera-cloak together. ’
‘So I infer. Checking an ominous cough, that, ever and
anon, convulsed her lungs, the poor woman addressed a few parting words to her
companion, who lingered at the doorway as if he had something on his mind,
which he did not very well know how to communicate. ”
“It is my wish to be alone,” she said wearily. ‘You have no need to be afraid
of us. “Look at me. En tout cas, why had he not returned? She pondered the question as, later, she
paced about her favourite retreat. I could see his little animal brain churning away, inventing
plans for me, formulating his revenge. And then! a garment that was conceivably a secondary
skirt.
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