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265 The madness crept around her like smoke under a door. Impressed with this idea, he paused for a moment to listen. She had thought that all Morningside Park householders came home before seven at the latest, as her father usually did. He always followed by showering her with kisses, embracing her tightly as she squirmed and giggled. It is different. Do not copy, display, perform, distribute or redistribute this electronic work, or any part of this electronic work, without prominently displaying the sentence set forth in paragraph 1. CHAPTER V At dinner the spinsters invited Ruth to sit at their table, an invitation she accepted gratefully. Grasping one of chairs about the little table, he drew it forward and sat astride it, in a fashion as insolent as it was unexpected. She pawed at him, her hunger for his body making her dizzy with anticipation. ‘And she’s—’ She broke off, a sudden light in her eyes. To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. She gazed steadily out of the window at that arc of glittering lights. There were swift actions, too: a Kanaka crawled out upon the bowsprit to make taut a slack stay, while two others with pulley-blocks swarmed aloft. She was dressed for the street very much as her own maid was accustomed to dress, and there was a thick veil attached to her hat.
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