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Loving was self-forgetfulness, pure delighting in another human being. “Come to my rooms and have a drink. She saw herself begin a slow, sinuous dance: and stop suddenly in the middle of a figure, conscious that the dance was not impromptu, her own, but native—the same dance she had quitted but a few minutes gone. Wonderful! The water, dripping from you, must have looked like pearls. ’ ‘Take care,’ warned Hilary, his eyes on his improvised bandage. " "You shall have all I have about me," replied Darrell. ‘I can manage now. She felt anger at Sebastian, anger at the thrill that she felt in her loins upon seeing him, anger at herself for never having the courage to end her own life.
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