’ ‘Ah, that was an affair altogether different,’ she explained and fluttered her long lashes at him. The bolder members in the House left their places to go lobbyward, grinning. ‘I kissed you once, didn’t I?’ Her pulses jumped and she stared. She seemed to have recovered herself as he returned, but rose as if she would go back to the saloon. You'll have it down. Dieu du ciel, but where was Gerald? On the move again, she found herself standing before one of the mirrors, gazing into her own countenance without seeing it. And most of the others she had met had, she felt, the same steadfastness. He could not kiss Ruth because the acquired conscience—struggling on its way to limbo—made the idea repellant. Auntie has taken the nails out of my palms, but the scars will always be there. There is not a soul in the inn but ourselves.
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