She had become unashamed of her nudity, altogether unfocused on her appearance. “What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. Paris, always beautiful even in the darkness, glittered away to the horizon. “Did she? I’m sorry, Mike.
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