Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut into a practical short bob. " He drew down the lamp and blew it out, and followed her into the night, more lovely than he had ever imagined night to be. She was not a Christian woman. She regarded him coldly, as though wondering whether he had anything further to say. She had fallen asleep on the wooden bed, uncaring of lice or bedbugs. She breathed deeply, and he breathed sympathetically. She felt he was going to say something more—something still more personal and intimate.
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