There was a lapse of time, an interval of blackness; then he found his hand in hers and she was leading him at a run up the side of the mountain. . She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. She recalled that day of the typhoon and the sloop crashing on the outer reefs. This way, my dear—and— you’ll excuse my mentioning it, but a quiet blouse and a little chiffon, you know, will be quite sufficient.
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