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So I've grown hard—outside. ” Miss Stanley turned to her. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk. . Rhea laughed and lunged for the broadsword that Sebastian had carelessly left lying on the ground. There was a tearing sound as the canvas gave way, and the precious portrait ripped apart as the top of the Frenchman’s head came through it. It's infernally provoking. She was never violent when angry: she became as calm and baffling as the sea in doldrums. In the subdued light she could not tell whether he was asleep or awake.
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