" And, as if to make the moral more obvious, a dirty pack of cards was scattered, underneath, upon the sawdust. Or appeared to do so. Then his beard was of a reddish hue, and his complexion warm and sanguine. It was free of leering men, unthinkable punishments, and human evil. Once in the room, the door locked, the sense of loneliness had dropped away from her as the mists used to drop away from the mountain in the morning.
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