Now let us forget it. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. She was feeling extraordinarily well that night, so that the sense of her body was a deep delight, a realization of a gentle warmth and strength and elastic firmness. There are certain smells, certain tinges to the air. When he returned, a moment or so afterwards, he found Sir Rowland standing by the lifeless body of his sister.
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