Cranly watched him with a blank expressionless face. But my companion, with less imagination, kept me up. Fed up, by God, like gamecocks. A figure that had seemed to him by day demure and innocent came towards him by night through the winding darkness of sleep, her face transfigured by a lecherous cunning, her eyes bright with brutish joy.
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