She leaped suddenly at a desperate resolution, and in one moment had made it into a new self. “Are we interrupting anything?” “No!” Martin jumped slightly. “Aunt!” she said, “I can’t—” Then she caught a wild appeal in her aunt’s blue eye, halted, and the door clicked upon them. But behind these things which you have said to me there must be others of which I know nothing. The theme was a masquerade. Under happier circumstances nothing would have given me more pleasure than to have offered you a home with your sister. A corner could hold the promise of a shelf of dainty crystals, volcanic ices of rainbow colors, or figurines of saints sculpted from horn and bone reenacting their martyrdoms on delicate miniature wooden stages. But her husband, whose deportment to her was considerably changed since the fatal knot had been tied, paid no attention whatever to her grief. Her specialty is the central thing in life, it is life itself, the warmth of life, sex—and love. ‘You are Mrs Ibstock, I think,’ she said eagerly.
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