In between naps she increasingly found herself gazing at him, his large nose, his eyes circled in silvery plum shadows, his thin lips parted as he slept baring a rim of perfect teeth. He beamed a little as she disappeared into the orchestra room, a cacophony of tuning instruments. ” He plunged into one of his drawers, and brought up a small gold-foiled bottle. She thought of him as always courteous and helpful, as realizing, indeed, his ideal of protection and service, as chivalrously leaving her free to live her own life, rejoicing with an infinite generosity in every detail of her irresponsive being. “I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. I get the worst headaches. She had been warned time and time again by Sebastian that fame would mean the end of her freedom, being hounded in to the next lifetime by vampire and power seekers. You don’t understand the fix I am in. She refused coffee, though she knew that anyhow she was doomed to a sleepless night. I’m not a lovesick boy. If morality means anything it means keeping bounds, respecting implications, respecting implicit bounds.
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