"There is nobody else. He stood a little anxious and fussy, bothered by the responsibility of her, entirely careless of what her life was or was likely to be, ignoring her thoughts and feelings, ignorant of every fact of importance in her life, explaining everything he could not understand in her as nonsense and perversity, concerned only with a terror of bothers and undesirable situations. Sheppard stopped him. "I don't know what his idea was. Nothing like the direct approach, she thought. Winifred pointed to the door. It was debauching, this—a devilish art which drew such strange allurements from a face and figure almost Madonna-like in their simplicity. Then his tiny bow mouth opened into an adoring smile. 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. They were now both in a state of unprecedented physical fitness. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. Nice, of course. All of a sudden, there was movement behind him.
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