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He turned irresolutely to the table upon which lay the scattered leaves of his old manuscripts. She was crushed with a sense of her own terrible impotency. On the other hand, there was a subconscious impression that she would be able to read instantly anything unclean in a man's eye. She caught her finger in the lock and had to ask him to help pry it out. Sebastian drank deeply and quickly of her blood. Sometimes her straying mind would become astonishingly active—embroidering bright and decorative things that she could say to Capes; sometimes it passed into a state of passive acquiescence, into a radiant, formless, golden joy. Anna suddenly leaned forward and looked around her.
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