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His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. His chest heaved violently, and big tears coursed rapidly down his cheeks. But after Singapore she found herself enduing them with the characteristics of the heroes in the novels she had just read for the first time. I HAD to. " There was another pause. What you’re after is too risky. 'He's a good fellow, and 'twill all end well'. ” Inwardly, she laughed at the idea of him trying to beat on her, flailing, his arms akimbo. Before her was a great Gothic portal. In a little while—to-morrow—all these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster.
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