” He could feel a small bump where he knew a cavity of smooth flesh should reside. "Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her. Lights gleamed from the lower rooms, and, on a nearer approach to the building, the sound of revelry might be heard from within. The spinsters were not kind; they were only curious because she was odd and wore a dress thirty years out of date. Outside in the hall he paused and thoughtfully stroked his smooth blue chin.
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