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Day after day—five, to be exact—she had returned to Morgan's; and each time the man would understand what had drawn her, and with a kindly smile would sit down at the piano and play. She is a fortune-teller and a vessel for man’s pleasure. 2. ” She paused. “You look more like your old self when you smile,” he remarked. Women, she had been taught, who exposed the flesh of their bodies under the eyes of man were in a special catagory of the damned. Everything was very neat; it had evidently been straightened up and kept for her. They’re just a joyous softening of the outline—more beautiful than perfection.
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