" And he led the way to an inner room, in the middle of which stood a table, covered with a large white cloth. Again returning to the main road, he passed through Clapton; and turning off on the left, arrived at the foot of Stamford Hill. No umbrella either, the sky was delightfully overcast. Again he played for her; and again the eruption of the strange senses that lay hidden in her soul. She could hear him from the lower floor as he locked the gates and drew up the wooden part of the bridge. Everything. She felt herself shaking again. She was dressed in a little white frock, with a very long body, and very short sleeves, which looked (from a certain fullness about the hips,) as if it was intended to be worn with a hoop.
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