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Abstract

They paused to take breath. They had almost run up the steep slope of the field from the rear of the house. On fire with passion they had been unconscious of the stiff climb. In the stillness of the warm summer night their breathing sounded liked the thudding of two propellers heard distantly from the bowels of a ship. His arm was about her waist. His moist fingers crushed the silk of her dress. Her head leaned against his shoulder. They were both flushed with wine. Their eyes gleamed lasciviously. Between breaths they both laughed lowly and thickly.

Keywords

Tall Tree Dark Circle Standing Upright Vast Muscle Black Silk 
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Copyright information

© Liam O’Flaherty 1999

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  • A. A. Kelly

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