Part 8 And as she sat on her bed that night, musing and half-undressed, she began to run one hand down her arm and scrutinize the soft flow of muscle under her skin. At this moment, the bell began to toll in a peculiar manner, announcing the approach of the corpse. Yet her embarrassment was only a passing thing. "I cannot do it. Do you want me, too?” “Yes,” she whispered foolishly, in the throes of rapture. "Dawn Pearl!… come here!" She moved to the side of the bed. “Thank goodness!” said that retreating aspect, “that’s said and over. She shrank from him as he gripped her hand more forcibly. ” “It was a mistake,” she faltered.
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