If I could but——” To escape from her thoughts she began to undress, humming a light tune to herself, though her eyes were hot with unshed tears, and the sobs kept rising in her throat. “You’re burning up. All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer.
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