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She looked from Anna, who was far too nice-looking to be travelling about alone, to that reassuring pile of luggage, and wrinkled her brows thoughtfully. " "Oh! let me die," groaned the widow. " "I'll never understand. But it is no longer necessary. All through the night an entirely impossible and monumental Capes confronted her, and she argued with him about men and women. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights. Women, she had been taught, who exposed the flesh of their bodies under the eyes of man were in a special catagory of the damned.
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