He accepted the glass of wine, and bowed. Lucy entered the room. The oranges were of the Syrian variety, small but filled with scarlet honey. Presently he heard her voice. It was cheating, pitiful cheating. It was a night of storm and terror, which promised each moment to become more stormy and more terrible.
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