Then she looked at her aunt, and traced with a curious eye the careful arrangement of her hair, her sharp nose, the little drooping lines of mouth and chin and cheek. “Oh God!” she cried, “Oh God!” and flung aside her opera-cloak, and for a time walked about the room—a Corsair’s bride at a crisis of emotion. His voice had changed, the joy had gone out of it; and she understood that something from the past had rolled up to spoil this hour. He got off at Canal, and she exited behind the crowd. A dreamy sense of content crept over him.
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