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Chapter 26

           IfoundSibylinthegarden,reclininginabasket-chair,hereyesfixedontheafter-glowofthesunset,andinherhandsabookoneoftheloathliestoftheprurientnovelsthathavebeenlatelywrittenbywomentodegradeandshametheirsex.WithasuddenimpulseofrageuponmewhichIcouldnotresist,Isnatchedthevolumefromherandflungitintothelakebelow.Shemadenomovementofeithersurpriseoroffenceshemerelyturnedhereyesawayfromtheglowingheavens,andlookedatmewithalittlesmile.

           "Howviolentyouareto-day,Geoffrey!"shesaid.

           Igazedatherinsombresilence.Fromthelighthatwithitspalemauveorchidsthatrestedonhernut-brownhair,tothepointofherdaintilyembroideredshoe,herdresswasperfectandshewasperfect.Iknewthatamatchlesspieceofwomanhood...outwardly!MyheartbeattherewasasenseofsuffocationinmythroatIcouldhavekilledherforthemingledloathingandlongingwhichherbeautyrousedinme.

           "Iamsorry!"Isaidhoarsely,avoidinghergaze"ButIhatetoseeyouwithsuchabookasthat!"

           "Youknowitscontents?"shequeried,withthesameslightsmile.

           "Icanguess.

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