She had thought it a mirror, because it was her. Sated, he rolled off her body and retired to his quarters. “I think,” he said, “that I am right. You have been going out every morning, and coming home late—tired out—too tired to come down to dinner. When I'm alone I don't mind. She was breathing hard, dragging for air, half in fright and half because the sudden effort had used up what little air she had managed to draw so briefly. .
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