I made her my unwilling confederate. She went past three keenly observant and ostentatiously preoccupied waiters down the thickcarpeted staircase and out of the Hotel Rococo, that remarkable laboratory of relationships, past a tall porter in blue and crimson, into a cool, clear night. For the first time in her life she had heard music; the door to enchanted sounds had been flung wide. She pulled his shirt from its tucked belted state and snaked her hands around his waist. For every Eden, there will be a serpent; for every sheepfold, there will be a wolf.
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