It’s just to feel—one owns one’s self. ” She laughed gaily—and she had a way when she laughed of throwing back her head and showing her beautiful white teeth, so that mirth from her was a thing very much to be desired. He would never be able to figure out that: all these miles from Cuba, and you could get a perfecto for thirteen cents. He has nothing to fall back upon, no substitute; but a woman always has the mother love. A woman hard to read, who seemed to delight in keeping locked up behind that fascinating rigidity of feature the intense sensibility which had been revealed to him, her master, only in occasional and rare moments of enthusiasm. Someone had thoughtfully wrapped a bit of tissue paper round the electric bulb.
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