“What were you doing outside Miss Pellissier’s flat to-night? You were looking at her windows. Compared to most of America, you’re rich. That poor child, trying to escape, and not knowing how. Vite, I pray you. ’ ‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it. He turned the wheel carefully as he touched her neck with the other, threading her soft curls in between his slim fingers. She reminded him of his linnet, when he gave the bird the freedom of the house: it became filled with a wild gaiety which bordered on madness.
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