We aren't between him and heaven; he is between us and heaven. But I've stacks of books and a grand piano-player. They agreed to lend her their hold-all and a large, formless bag which they called the communal trunk. She was a small blonde, not handsome, but with a flair for fashion demonstrated by her elegant chemise gown in the very latest Canterbury muslin, with its low décolletage barely concealed under a fine lawn handkerchief set about her shoulders, and decorated with a mauve satin sash at the waist.
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