She would look up, shake her head, and then go back to her reading or crewelwork. That blow made me a thief. \" \"Would you like me to carry some of the books? I have nothing to bring home today. 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. I am having them to my own soirée on Monday. These women could not be bad, else the hotel would not have permitted them to enter! Still, the scene presented a riddle: to give immunity to the black women who went about all but naked and to damn the white for exposing their shoulders! She had eaten but little; all her hunger had been in her eyes—and in her heart.
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