There was the same airy grace of movement, the same deep brown hair and alabaster skin. There’s no sense in morality, I suppose, unless you are fundamentally immoral. The room was intimate and wonderful to her with its shadows now cast over the girlish menagerie of stuffed animals. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger. Mischief bubbled up in her. But if his frame was immature, his looks were not so. The by now familiar dramatic sigh came.
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