Her finger-nails dug into her flesh. Perhaps at the first blush—it strikes you as odd. My will never faltered. He felt like a boy again, the taste for adventures was keen upon his palate, the whole undiscovered world of rhythmical things, of love and poetry and passion seemed again to him a real and actual place, and he himself an adventurer upon the threshold.
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