But it was very hard to follow. Yet he’s been here for six years, and he’s as much a fixture as that sham mahogany sideboard. Then it dawned. “How are you?” He asked, realizing she was unnerved by the very sound of his voice. "I've been deceived by false information. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk.
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