Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering. Then she uttered a strangled, ‘Espéce de bête!’ and burst into tears. Both girls looked pale and listless. ‘I would read your body,’ he whispered, and lifted her fingers to his lips. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. The loneliness of the place somewhat depressed her.
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