“You frighten me!” He smiled at her indulgently. Water poured into her eyes, nose, and mouth in a torrent from which she had to turn and wheeze. ‘I should not dream of forcing my attentions on you. A door in this house opened upon the yard. ” He fell back in his chair with an expression of tremendous desolation. Sometimes the music would be tender and dreamy, like a native mother's crooning to her young; sometimes it would be so gay that the flesh tingled and the feet were urged to dance; again, it would be like the storms crashing, thunderous. And if I hadn't been thirsty, that poor boob would have made a sure getaway and left James Boyle high and dry among the moth-balls! Oh, the old dome works once every so often. Then she sat watching the play, sometimes offering a helpful suggestion, sometimes letting her attention wander to the smoothly shining arms she had folded across her knees just below the edge of the table.
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