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All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. But nobody drinks on my island unless I offer it, which is seldom. .
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