The novel danger of the situation enthralled him. It’s not you—not a bit. The dress came to her only too manifestly unwashed from its former wearer; even the under-linen they gave her seemed unclean. Thrilling, she began to dance, swirled, glided, and dipped. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. "There is nobody else. Kind of knows it, too. Then he sat down and filled his pipe slowly and thoughtfully.
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