suddenly cripp▓led and the waves hobbled over the● sand-bar.Or walking arm-in-arm down● the long gallery, already gloo▓my with an unusual yellow wi●nter fog.Her hand is cold so she has s●lipped it in my pocket.Today because ▓she has no emotion whatsoever she tell▓s me
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that she is in love
with● me — somethin
g she has al
ways refused▓ to do.At the long windows the r▓ain hisses down suddenly.The dark eyes are cool▓ and amused.A centre of blackness i●n things which trembles and changes▓ shape.