If ever he requires my services, he shall find I'm not ungrateful. She should have slapped him but she was in shock at her own thoughts of lust that arose. Instead, he could not get beyond these minor details—why she wore the dress, whence she had come, and whither she was bound. The soi-disant Valade held the centre of the room now, only an uncovered but closed card-table, its surface dusty, between him and the suite at the fireplace. The curtain rose out of the concluding bars of the overture and revealed Isolde on the prow of the barbaric ship. He pressed his lips to her with a much greater force than she had anticipated.
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