It was now getting dusk, and he could only imperfectly distinguish the features and figure of the stranger. She shut the door behind her. ‘Do not beg my pardon. One never knew when it would be necessary to resume her disguise. En tout cas, I am not trespassing at all. Her anger parlayed with her confusion, as she realized that the new marriage was about as optional as the first one and her hunger was growing inside her like a weed. “This is the slavery of the veiled life.
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