If not, I have plenty to think about,” she answered, leaning back in her chair, and watching the smoke from her own cigarette curl upwards. “One has such ridiculous ideas of the wicked common people and the beautiful machinery of order that ropes them in. I'll wait for you down here. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. Just dreamed—and ran away even from my dreams. “Thank you,” she said coolly.
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