She had seen a man’s head steal out for a moment and draw the curtains a little closer. You wore a blue dress with your hair unbound, and never had I seen a maid so glorious with eyes so blue or a smile so bright. A new inexplicable madness that urged him to shrill ironically the story of his coat—to take it off and fling it at the feet of any stranger who chanced to be nigh. Lucia had never been so happy, so content. Also she made little pussy-like sounds of a reassuring nature.
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