She had begun to care about her appearance again, looking into the glass he gave her, a thing nearly priceless that was bordered in intricate golden filigree and rubies. F. 192 Her skirt had ridden almost to her hips. To disillusion her, forthwith. He must preserve it, however, as they preserved the Ark of the Covenant. S. Perhaps marriage hurt. It was better even than the hymn-singing. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. “I was really interested in his stuff. Yon must be mine to-night. His breath grew shallower as he approached the room, conscious of the loudness of his hallway-reverberated footfalls. When he had finished he took up the wine list and ordered a bottle of dry champagne. The pouting cherry lips were slightly parted and the very faintest of panting breaths, together with the quick rise and fall of an alluring bosom, betrayed her fear.
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