” She said and began to pace the hard dirt. She was quite the rage, in a small way, you know. Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. ” She was silent, and in the gloom of the dimly lit apartment he could not see her face. She fixed her brilliant eyes upon him. . He was caressing an idea.
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