“This is Mr. Beside me on Anna’s table was a pistol. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. The fibre of his soul had to be tested, queerly, to make him worthy of you. It is we who have become the parasites and toys. ” He looked at her intently.
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