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At the threshold of the study he bade her good-night; but he did not touch her forehead with his lips. Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. “Now, there, there. The doorman replied, tipping his cap, “I don’t speak much Italian these days, not since my mother died. . She glanced towards her sister, and curiously enough found in her face some faint reflection of her own rather sombre mirth.
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