She unlaced his pants and slid them down his hips, examining him as he stood before her naked. It was she! The Dawn Pearl! He vaulted the veranda rail, careless now whether or not he was heard, and ran down to the beach. It was astonishing how often this picture returned: cold rosy apples and flurries of snow. The girl wished that she had come afoot, despite the knowledge that she would have suffered many inconveniences, accidental and intentional jostling, insolence and ribald jest.
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