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| 21 | 121 | I View more quotes about again">again looked at the ceiling of the alcove, at the roughened texture, and the tiny cracks, of its plaster and wood, reddish in the flickering light of the tiny lamp. |
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| 21 | 118 | I then took her in my arms. |
| 21 | 119 | * * * * Later we lay quietly, softly, together. |
| 21 | 120 | Her head was at my waist. |
| 21 | 121 | I again looked at the ceiling of the alcove, at the roughened texture, and the tiny cracks, of its plaster and wood, reddish in the flickering light of the tiny lamp. |
| 21 | 122 | "Is Master distracted?" she asked. |
| 21 | 123 | "Perhaps," I said. |
| 21 | 124 | "You still remember her, do you not?" she asked. |