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• ... Now she was looking at me in a way she never had before. I did no know what it meant then and was not to know until tonight since neither of us knew then that two months later Father would be dead. I just knew that she was looking at me as she never had before and that the scent of the verbena in her hair seemed to have increased a hundred times, to have got a hundred times stronger, to be everywhere in the dusk in which something was about to happen which I had never dreamed of. Then she spoke. "Kiss me, Bayard." "No. You are Father's wife." "And eight years older than you are. And your fourth cousin too. And I have black hair. Kiss me, Bayard." "No." "Kiss me, Bayard." So I leaned my face down to her. But she didn't move, standing so, bent lightly back from me from the waist, looking... (查看原文)

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