She proffered her neck towards him. You don’t know. She wore a plain black dress, reaching almost to her throat—her small oval face, with the large brown eyes, was colourless, delicately expressive, yet with something mysterious in its Sphinx-like immobility. Pausing with the intention of turning back, he glanced in the direction of the village church, the tower of which could just be seen through the trees. But, after all, what does that matter? He is very much taken with me. “Exceptionally so. As silent as she had remained about who had brought her home last night. But we smirk a little, I’m afraid, habitually when we talk to you. He needed to laugh, but only she laughed as he chuckled weakly.
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