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She tiptoed to the stand and gathered up the manuscripts which she carried to a chair by the window. She was retuning, fifths spilling from the sliver of light underneath the door like milk. "Take off the ruffles, Blueskin," rejoined Wild. Upon a table, where they had been hastily deposited, on the intelligence of Darrell's accident, lay a pair of pink kid gloves, bordered with lace, and an enormous fan; the latter, when opened, represented the metamorphosis and death of Actæon.
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