The Ragged Edge. The two went upstairs to Michelle's bedroom. He saw her young and graceful back as she descended from the carriage, severely ignoring him, and recalled a glimpse he had of her face, bright and serene, as his train ran out of Wimbledon. Like a petulant child he snapped. A dull light shone through the open window blinds and softened the room with parchment yellowness. When they made love, he seemed to shift into the realm of possessiveness. He, next cautiously tried the door, but found it fastened inside. His eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy; he let out a sigh. A young man was playing the banjo. Madame Valade was looking heartily bored, he noted, as his searching eyes found out the couple.
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