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ds the light; we lay in the cra▓dle of darkness feeling the ge▓ntle prickle of the rain upon our faces.The● last fuses were being defian●tly lit by men in dinner-jackets and throug▓h her hair I saw the last pale comets glidi▓ng up into the darkness.I tasted, with the g▓lowing pleasure of the colour in my

, a desire to study Nessim’s motive▓s and designs, for nowadays the King w

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brain, the w▓arm guiltless pressure of her tongue upo●n mine, her arms upon mine.The magnitude o●f this happiness — we could not spe▓ak but gazed abundantly at each other with eyes ▓full of unshed tears.From t●he house came the dry snap of champag▓ne-corks and the laughter of human b●eings.‘Never an

as a ▓frequent visitor to the great house.Meanwhile▓ all this advanced the

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evening alo●ne now.’ ‘What is happening to Nessim’ ‘●I no longer know.When there is som▓ething to hide one becomes an actor.I●t forces all the people round one to ac▓t as well.’ The same man, it▓ was true, walked about on the surface of▓ their common life — the same conside▓rate, gentle punctual m

central sit●uation not at all.It was as if th●e action which Nessim had b