And she thought, with a vicious thrill, of what these people would do if they read her mind in this moment; if they knew that she was thinking of a man in a quarry, thinking of his body with a sharp intimacy as one does not think of anothers body but only of ones own. She smiled; the cold purity of her face prevented them from seeing the nature of that smile.
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