‘Your mystery lady, I mean. Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone to him and put her arms around his neck. His lovely black eyes softened until they became like languid as the night sky. Their idea of maidenly innocence was just a blank white—the sort of flat white that doesn’t shine.
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