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He could see lust virtually dripping
from the dark-haired boy’s maw as she teased every last
note from her shuddering violin, the devil in a black skirt. ’
Gerald eyed her with interest. Clearing the recess the instant
after his companion, he flew to the door of the inner room, and, locking it, took
out the key. But these fears, like those he had recently experienced, speedily vanished, and
he prepared to return to the roof, congratulating himself that owing to the
opportune falling of the bricks, he had in all probability escaped serious injury. Shamefaced
curiosities began to come back into her mind, thinly disguised as literature and
art. The air,
perfumed with the delicious fragrance of the new-mown grass, was vocal with
the melodies of the birds; the thick foliage of the trees was glistening in the
sunshine; all nature seemed happy and rejoicing; but, above all, the serene
Sabbath stillness reigning around communicated a calm to her wounded spirit. She could have kissed Cathy. What with these converging roofs that shut out all but a
hand's breadth of the sky, sunshine was rare at this point. Other girls gathered around like
sheep.
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