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The Courtship of Mr Lyon-1

        Outside ed as if t of its oed pallor remained beers landscape,    flakes floated do same, inner lig soo,    at try road. Not e and unmarked as a spilled bolt of bridal satin.

        Fatfall.

        t doelep    of news.

        the roads are bad. I hope hell be safe.

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        Be-iron gates, a s, s flourisure, perfect Palladian    seemed to self ss of an antique cypress. It    nig s s, retiring, melanced but for a lig flickered in an upstairs    migion of a star, if any stars could rated t d sa of a tangle of till, te rose.

        te ged loudly s beoo loudly. For an instant, t reverberating g seemed final, empiinous as if te, no from tside try garden. And, from a dista distaell,    singular sound in t r, as of a beast of prey.

        In too muco alloimidated, o to, it came to , as    at first, made of brass, but, instead, of gold. Before, ly in upon so many, many flo, free-standing jars of crystal t it seemed to its ake of perfumed breat the hall.

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        to its feet in tle leatudy on t floor, o a r log fire. On table, a silver tray; round ter, a silver tag atio me, in a flo beef, still bloody. e t mustard tfully provided in a stone, and,    rotted off about her own business.

        All t remaio make Beautys fatirely fortable o find, in a curtained recess, not only a telep t advertised a ty-four-er and    trouble, only t up from tions to t one of deference, as soon as he house from where he was calling.

        And ed but, in ances, relieved to able if absent s at; no question, assured t ers .

        time for anotried, unsuccessfully, to call Beauty and tell e; but till doorm    curtains revealed a landscape as of ivory    in tily o tell    ime to be go tality was over.

        As to bee.

        Great rees and, em on o te, a cly to to reveal, as if miraculously preserved be, one last, single, perfect rose t mig rose left living in all te er, and of so intense and delicate a fragra seemed t like a dulcimer on the frozen air.

        , so mysterious, so kind, dey ?

        Not noant but close to    door, rose a migo s breat still, because er, Beautys fatole the rose.

        At t, every    and a fugal baying, as if a pride of lions, introduced .

        ty about great bulk, an assertiveness, a quality of being more t of us are. ted Beautys fato er t s, and t glittered on , mazy e, on t pa grasped    the sheepskin as he shook him like an angry child shakes a doll.

        tion sys fatil eettled and ting from tractedly, like a lady at wy blows have been exged.

        "My good fello; stammered Beautys fat the only response was a renewed roar.

        "Good fello, and you must call me Beast, w;

        "Five me for robbing yarde!"

        y pa of dull red brocade and    lovely    cupped it.

        "It ys fat;All sed, in te, perfect rose."

        t rudely snatcograp and ied it, first brusquely, trange kind of    tured a certain look simes, of absolute sness and absolute gravity, as if    pierce appearances and see your soul. ure back, t took good care not to scratch his claws.

        "take    bring o dinner,"    else o be done?

        Altold ure of ted for    trol an instinctual siful by far t to a different order of beauty and, besides, t for us: ional fear of us te eyes, t looked almost blind, as if sick of sig.

        , impassive as a figure top of table; tapestried, a gem. Apart from an aromatic soup kept    over a spirit lamp, te,    ated ant oo bitterly of    t at    t time to time to see t everything was in order.

        range    intolerable; its presence c lay under er, and : tender    o be, Miss Lamb, spotless, sacrificial.

        Yet sayed, and smiled, because ed o do so; and old    t, s ed,    of s say , o London to take up t it o t must be, on some magically reciprocal scale, tune.

        Do not tion to an unusual degree and, besides, so ther, whom she loved dearly.

        ained a marvellous glass bed; sos; and a little parlour of ique paper of birds of paradise and Cures and ts    m,    tp://?99lib?at made , all ty. tomed luxury about , because it gave no pleasure to its possessor and    see all day as if, curious reversal, sened    o keep oday, t curquoises.
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