The day was so darkly overcast that she had to turn on the small white porcelain lamp that sat upon the makeup crowded vanity. . He was now as civil as he had just been insolent. He took her hand and looked into her eyes and spoke, divided against himself, in a voice that was forced and insincere. Her little white hand stole across the table.
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