But it doesn’t alter the situation. “Forgive me,” he decided to say at last, and his voice had a little quiver of emotion, and he laid his hand on hers upon her knee. “In all fairness,” she thought to herself as she coaxed his mouth toward her left nipple. Inexplicably there flashed into vision the Chinese wedding procession in the narrow, twisted streets of the city, that first day: the gorgeous palanquin, the tomtoms, the weird music, the ribald, jeering mob that trailed along behind. He was certain that those lips of hers had never known the natural and pardonable simper of youth. It was only when Study Hall was over that Lucy turned her head. “I feel shabby and disgraced. He trembled, not from any superstitious dread, but from an undefined sense of approaching danger. Yon must be mine to-night. Only in the sunshine; they would not answer my whistle on cloudy days. ’ ‘You see, I am of them,’ she said seriously, ‘but not with them—yet. "How very like it is!" "Not so strange, surely," laughed Thames, "that a picture should resemble the person for whom it's intended. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters.
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