She was unusually soft and gentle in her manner to him. Her voice was weak and flat. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise. ’ ‘That’s right,’ agreed the militiaman, coming forward to stand before her. I barely prevailed sometimes, but in the end, my wits were faster than their steel. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil.
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