He was standing up with the telegram crumpled in his hand. Then light footsteps became audible, descending the staircase with a certain deliberation and a faint rustle of skirts. Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. " "The boy's not at my house," replied Wild. She changed her mind that day, as her mother Marina had predicted.
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