I shall count it a privilege. She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite relief. CHAPTER XXIV. His head bent down, intent on kissing her underneath the showerhead. And thus it was that she came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. He then threw open the door of the vehicle, in which he found his janizaries with their arms pinioned, and, leaping into it, ordered the man to drive off.
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