The preparations to meet him were immense, roses were planted everywhere, white and drooping with honeyed fragrance. Through yet another doorway she observed an ancient silk brocade loom. Tears flowed in rivulets down 121 her cheeks and she began to cry. “My God!” he said at last, with tremendous feeling, and then again, “My God!” Now that this thing was said her mind was clear and calm. Out of the beaten track, far from the trails of men! He relaxed. "Now stand before me, Poll.
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