His face was aquiline but sweet, the years had not yet
taken the blush from his cheeks and his lips were similarly
rubefacient. It was as if he could smell it
on her. "Dreamed!" echoed the knight, with a ghastly smile. But at this point he was still subservient, still outwardly
humble, in spite of the blackhearted villainy that was even then burgeoning in
his breast. He left the room, presumably to sleep
elsewhere, but the only other room with a fire was the
servant’s quarters. I don’t want to tear at you
with hot, rough hands. Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words
to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and
trains! And, oh the beautiful books!
She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart.
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