. He put an arm around her. Playing became a way of escape. It was a great relief to arrive at last at that pause when she could say to her aunt, “Now, dear?” and rise and hold back the curtain through the archway. There one is! The same stuff still! One has a craving in one’s blood, a craving roused, cut off from its redeeming and guiding emotional side. Paris, always beautiful even in the darkness, glittered away to the horizon. I've bumped into so much of the underside that I can't see clean any more. She writhed in ecstasy as she wrapped her legs around his waist, then raised her knees to his shoulders.
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