It was surely odd that her thought should pick up that picture and recast it so vividly. Mr. I looked upon you from the first as the most promising of my pupils. The solemn strokes were immediately answered by a multitude of chimes, sounding across the Thames, amongst which the deep note of Saint Paul's was plainly distinguishable. And the infernal thought of that kiss returned—the softness of her lips and the cool smoothness of her cheeks.
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