He was wrapped in a loose dressing-gown of light material, and stood near the corner where the women's dresses had just been thrown down, quite out of sight of all the party, except Mrs. In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. “This stirs one. Go to her. ” She turned a firelit face to her husband. “I dare not,” she answered. “I do not wish to make impertinent inquiries into your private life.
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