Her heartbeat raced, her limbs turned to water, and it was only by a miracle and the strength of the arms that held her that she remained standing on her feet. The houses overhung in a frightful manner, and looked as if the next gust would precipitate them into the river. She had a bittersweet fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle. ” “Your sister,” he answered, “did me the honour of dining with me last night.
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