She fluttered her eyelashes, and adopted the soulful tone that served her well at times. But it was of no avail. After all, what did it matter?—it or anything else in the world? She was within reach of his arms, beautiful, compelling, herself as it seemed suddenly conscious of the light which was burning in his eyes. Anything else that was said she now regarded only as an aspect of or diversion from that. The fates are never so kind to me. She put her clothes back on, 118 lipstick smeared all over her face.
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