This light did not remain stationary, but could be seen at one moment glimmering through the rents in the roof, and at another shining through the cracks in the wall, or the broken panes of the casement. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. “Martin Chen!” Michelle shouted his name in an outburst, like an invocation. With a curt command to her cavalier to get up on the box and give the direction to the interested coachman, he jumped in beside the girl and shut them both into privacy. As he crossed the cellar, he passed so near to Jack who had concealed himself behind a piece of furniture that he almost touched him. He did make her perceive something of the acute, tormenting desire for her that had arisen in him and possessed him. Her safety lay in pretense—that what she saw was as a tale twice told. If one wants a thing very much, perhaps one is inclined to think one can’t have it. I must have been very wound up. . He saw her, dripping with rosy pearls, rise out of the lagoon in the dawn light: he saw her flashing to and fro among the coco palms in the moonshine: he saw her breasting the hurricane, her body as full of grace and beauty as the Winged Victory of the Louvre.
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