She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. ‘And you mean this? Truly?’ ‘Entirely. ’ The lady shook her head, contriving at the same moment to utter a breathy little laugh. . ’ Gerald laughed. And my wife won’t live with me for reasons that I think most women would consider sound. It was debauching, this—a devilish art which drew such strange allurements from a face and figure almost Madonna-like in their simplicity. As we turned the corner of the street, I noticed that the electric light was burning in this room. When she came to school on Friday, she almost tripped twice going up the stairs. The lights of the Champs Elysées and the Place de la Concorde, suggestive, brilliant, seductive, shone like an army of fireflies against the deep cool background of the night. ’ ‘Grossly unfair, too.
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