“Is it your maid?” he asked. There was a stain of wine upon her dress. The tears flowed faster. She reached the station, and mingling with a crowd of excursionists who had come from the river on the other side, took her place in the train unnoticed. "I haven't worn anything else in weeks. She did not question or analyze the craving; she took the plunge joyously. The door to the room in question was closed.
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