He felt her warm breath upon his cheek, the perfume of her hair as she leaned over him. Her fingers closed upon it instinctively. It is queer how ideas pop into one's head. Shari proceeded to paint, brush, dust, slather, and blot Lucy’s face with makeup. Wood having laid hold of the canvass-bag. " "Not now, my love—not now," entreated Wood. " O'Higgins extracted a cigar from a pocket and inspected it.
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