He stepped quickly towards her. ” They eyed her incredulously. But I tell you in return, I shall take no pains to hide myself. I want to be whatever I can to you. There were seven tales in all—short stories—a method of expression quite strange to her, after the immense canvases of Dickens and Hugo. The unpleasant oily chill of fever overtook her body, and she watched in horror as Sebastian carried her to his bed on his shoulder like a sack of flour.
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