It was in another world from that in which men will die for a kiss, and touching hands lights fires that burn up lives—the world of romance, the world of passionately beautiful things. Only first you must find the lantern and light it again and leave it here, near the door, for me to find. An admirable alternative presented itself and she sighed, spreading her hands. This employment seemed to afford him the highest satisfaction; for a diabolical grin—it cannot be called a smile—played upon his face all the time he was engaged in it.
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