No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key, laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. I can see that you were somebody, in another day. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. She seemed to have recovered herself as he returned, but rose as if she would go back to the saloon. Then he entered her passionately, riding her with exquisite precision. His hat was placed upon one pole, his wig on another. There’s always friction, conflict, unwilling concessions. The low ceiling made him seem abnormally tall.
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