She let her mind run into dreams of that cloud paradise of an altered world in which the Goopes and Minivers, the Fabians and reforming people believed. A sophisticated woman would have translated the tone as a caress. She turned about, and was persecuted by visions, half memories, half dreams, of Ramage. Her hair had become so matted that Sebastian had sheared it off, which made her the very mirage of a nubile young boy. He walked through a wide open archway, curtained with deep-blue curtains, into the apartment that served as a reception-room. We shall take an eternal farewell of each other. I'll leave these out, and to-morrow you can read them through.
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