. “Why destroy me, child? There are so many secrets I 231 could tell you. For a nun at night it is less dangerous than for the jeune demoiselle. We close the chapter. But you must not imagine me wrapped in melancholy. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. I'll be outside the hotel at nine-thirty. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise. Wood did think of it, and groaned aloud. I decided to go in and wait. At the recollection that it was his, she seemed to fall through a thin surface, as one might fall through the crust of a lava into glowing depths.
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