It was too good to be true. Think—think of that engagement!” Their talk had come to eloquent silences that contradicted all he had to say. That blow made me a thief. She began to exercise those lures which were bred in her bone—the bones of all women. Lucy loved orchestras, the bittersweet tinge of rosin dust that hung in the air, the way that the sun shone through filthy windows illuminating the marimbas with a storybook light. "I can't tell you!" she replied, blushing deeply, and clinching her little hand as tightly as possible; "it's a secret!" "I'll soon find it out, then," he returned, playfully forcing the paper from her grasp.
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