” Michelle paused awkwardly and pulled out a new Kleenex for her runny nose. It may not be just, it may not be fair, but things are so. You can, too, if you wish. It’s so different from what one has been led to expect. Ah, no, I have it wrong. I spoke a thought aloud. Was it that the struggle of things to survive produced as a sort of necessary byproduct these intense preferences and appreciations, or was it that some mystical outer thing, some great force, drove life beautyward, even in spite of expediency, regardless of survival value and all the manifest discretions of life? She went to Capes with that riddle and put it to him very carefully and clearly, and he talked well—he always talked at some length when she took a difficulty to him—and sent her to a various literature upon the markings of butterflies, the incomprehensible elaboration and splendor of birds of Paradise and hummingbirds’ plumes, the patterning of tigers, and a leopard’s spots. Her face reminded him of a delicate unglazed porcelain cup, filled with blond wine. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. ‘Would you care for some refreshment? A glass of wine, perhaps?’ ‘Nothing, merci, I do not remain,’ she answered, although she did not rise. Gerald watched her vanish into the darkness, unusually incensed. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. " "Where did you get it?" inquired Thames. I’ve had it, Sheila. Giles! "Devil seize the woman!" growled the singer, as he brought his ditty to a close; "will nothing tempt her out? Widow Sheppard, I say," he added, rising, "don't be afraid.
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