Aroused by the sound of the church bells, he resolved, at whatever risk, to attend Divine service. As we turned the corner of the street, I noticed that the electric light was burning in this room. “It is hateful—diabolical!” he exclaimed. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. With a little more meat on him, he would be handsome. For a time they walked in silence. . She did not want to seem to shrink from conversation, but all sorts of odd questions were running through her mind. Her back arched and she felt herself instinctively sinking into him.
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