He encouraged her to join him in his debauchery. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk. Mr. “Most of it is ugly and frowsy,” she declared, “but it isn’t worth talking about. You yourself, I am sure, recognize how impossible you have made it for me now to do anything of the sort. A jar of pink roses upon a tiny table seemed to gain an extra delicacy of colour from the sombre curtains behind. " "The Tigress!" The doctor laughed. They seem to spend their time yawning and inspecting their neighbour’s dresses through those hateful glasses. " "Don't say anything about it, dear Mrs. gutenberg. “I am frightened now.
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