She wore a black satin dress, a little shiny at the seams, a purposeless bow of white tulle at the back of her neck, and a huge chatelaine. "Good night, Master. Into this hole in the wall and out of it the native stream flowed from sunrise to sunset, when the stream mysteriously ceased. Most of the time, he was hunting and he returned at night. "To him I owe everything," continued the widow, "life itself—nay, more than life,—for without his assistance I should have perished, body and soul. Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower. He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. Soot was everywhere, for the lamp would not stay trimmed in the gale.
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