She had black hair, fine eyebrows, and a clear complexion; and the forces that had modelled her features had loved and lingered at their work and made them subtle and fine. Their talk drifted to the beauty of music, and they took that up again at tea-time. Then a handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was her favourite canary. “I am going,” she said grimly, with three hairpins in her mouth. Certainly I would not murder monsieur le major, even that he has made a threat to beat me. ‘Who kills who?’ ‘Rot in hell,’ he snarled, panting, and managed to push himself forward and leap off the dais, running for the safety of the far aisle by the wall. M. "It's very well you haven't crushed the poor little thing to death with this confounded clothes'-bag.
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