He would pursue that little pastime on some other occasion. It was the grand nursery of vice. need me a little?" "Not a little, but a great deal. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. So perfect was the illusion, that he could almost fancy he heard the solemn voice of the ordinary warning him that his race was nearly run, and imploring him to prepare for eternity. She could smell the savory tinge of his sweat in the air. They proved all sorts of things perhaps, but they were thick, unequal, pitiful pieces of work. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling.
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