The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. I am loved. ” She glanced shyly at the mirror above her dressing-table, and then about her at the furniture, as though it might penetrate to the thoughts that peeped in her mind. He waited the pleasure of Monsieur.
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