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"I don't know what his idea was. The white haze of poison clouded her eyes. She had become much healthier, and she did not recoil when he kissed her bare neck as it elicited good feelings from all of the regions of her body. Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. ” “My wife was astounded—wounded beyond measure. He was now as civil as he had just been insolent. “I hope,” Annabel answered lazily, “that you have succeeded. Thames, you needn't tidy yourself, as you've hurt your arm. They stood for a moment in the passage and listened. If he adhered to this policy—to keep away from her inconspicuously—she would forget the name by night, and to-morrow even the bearer of it would sink below the level of recollection. ‘Gabbling and muttering in a foreign tongue, that’s what I heard, sir,’ had declared the gap-toothed ancient, when he told them of the initial foray he had made, sneaking around the house in the dark. Again he played for her; and again the eruption of the strange senses that lay hidden in her soul.
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