For a few days she was fascinated by the place, exploring the moldy rooms, the weird treasures hiding in forgotten trousseaus. " "Piano-player? Do you mean someone who plays for you?" "No, no; one of those mechanical things you play with your feet. It is positively hateful to think of it. . ’ Pierced to the heart by the poignancy of this utterance, Gerald could neither move nor speak. She bolted awake in the large bed which was awash in a sea of silks, furs, and red curtains. She was feeling extraordinarily well that night, so that the sense of her body was a deep delight, a realization of a gentle warmth and strength and elastic firmness. She bound a scarf tightly round the place where the blood seemed to be coming from. She had eaten them, murdered them routinely, and yet he loved her still.
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