As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms. Her elbows were ready. ” “Have I done something wrong? Should I take you home?” “No. But your role would have been to go about saying, ‘I beg your pardon’ in a reproving tone to things you understood quite well in your heart and saw no harm in. You may enjoy your pride, your arrogance—in a coffin.
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