Instinctively she had fallen into the posture of the poster, her hands behind her, her head bent slightly forward, her chin uplifted, her eyes bright with the drollery of the song. If he took a fancy to you, he invited you to the house for tea, bitter and yellow and served in little cups without handles. A skeleton was propped against the mantelpiece. “Yes,” he said, “I shall come.
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