Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower. Before she knew what had happened, Gosse turned suddenly, and vaulted one of the pews into the gap behind. “Through there,” he said, and pointed with the pamphlet he was carrying. She took refuge in beating her pillow and inventing insulting epithets for herself. After all, what did it matter?—it or anything else in the world? She was within reach of his arms, beautiful, compelling, herself as it seemed suddenly conscious of the light which was burning in his eyes. “Much as I hate rows, I’ve either got to make a stand or give in altogether.
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