She let go of him and stood up, straightening herself. And she had not dressed herself in this habit of a blue so much like the sky just for his sake, no matter that Lucy had said how much this colour suited with her eyes. The small grey feathers of her exquisitely shaped fan waved gently backwards and forwards. “I wish that I could forget it,” he said. It is quite light yet, and I want to have one more look at that angry red sun. Let him have his honeymoon.
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