Her words, as she said them, seemed to her to mean nothing, and there was so much that struggled for expression. The girl, with a little moan, crossed the room and threw open the window. "I'm too well acquainted with your proceedings, Madam, to believe that. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned. It was debauching, this—a devilish art which drew such strange allurements from a face and figure almost Madonna-like in their simplicity. ’ She struggled.
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