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Her eyes were dilated— fixed in a horrified stare at the parting in the curtains which hung before the window. Women, she had been taught, who exposed the flesh of their bodies under the eyes of man were in a special catagory of the damned. “Here is my card. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. The destroying angel hurried by, shrouded in his gloomiest apparel. "You do love me?" "God knows how much!" Suddenly he laid his head on her shoulder. ’ ‘No, no, go and fetch the men to the house. When she saw however that this man was a stranger, and obviously harmless, her expression changed as though by magic. She had tried him as a Crusader, in which guise he seemed plausible but heavy—“There IS something heavy about him; I wonder if it’s his mustache?”—and as a Hussar, which made him preposterous, and as a Black Brunswicker, which was better, and as an Arab sheik.
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