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With a finger crooked in his side-pocket, she measured her step with his, her senses still dizzy from the echo of the magic sounds. He was a civil servant of some standing, and after a previous conversation upon aesthetics of a sententious, nebulous, and sympathetic character, he had sent her a small volume, which he described as the fruits of his leisure and which was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. “Look here,” he said, “I brought you here to make love to you. A swift frown brought the still dark brows together for a moment. If it was not an actual personal lover, it still might be the lover not yet incarnate, not yet perhaps suspected. Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands. Maggot.
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