" The girl's blood ran warmly for a minute. He talked in the same style, and pretty nearly in the same language; laughed in the same manner, and coughed, or sneezed at the same time. There is a musical programme, and we have the windows open and blinds up, and a pink lamp shade over the piano lamp—a sort of advertisement of the place, you know. She gave her lips to his without resistance. She chastised herself for thinking of her husband and lord as being weak. She fell with a plop onto her rear end in the mud and sat dumbly like a statue, water eddying around her. All the fury had left her, swamped by an inexplicable flood of warmth.
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