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... eyes brought him down again . " Gaspar , a stonecutter , how strong you must be , " she murmured . " I like you very much , you know , or I wouldn't have brought you here . . . " The church was forgotten , though Gaspar's growing desire ...
... eyes brought him down again . " Gaspar , a stonecutter , how strong you must be , " she murmured . " I like you very much , you know , or I wouldn't have brought you here . . . " The church was forgotten , though Gaspar's growing desire ...
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... eyes are closed against the pillow - or lift my head . They are above me , my bare back , and see me sleeping — my body is asleep and he's waiting . For what ? He is watching ; his eyes are white . I cannot see his candle , but the ...
... eyes are closed against the pillow - or lift my head . They are above me , my bare back , and see me sleeping — my body is asleep and he's waiting . For what ? He is watching ; his eyes are white . I cannot see his candle , but the ...
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... eyes , remembering . There was a shadowed wind that rattled my door and I could hear the tic toc ticking of a painted metal clock . My fever had sent a cool breeze through me , and although I am not sure what year it was , it was ...
... eyes , remembering . There was a shadowed wind that rattled my door and I could hear the tic toc ticking of a painted metal clock . My fever had sent a cool breeze through me , and although I am not sure what year it was , it was ...
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