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With Isabel's face
After her reddening like an angry cloud,
Minta retreated; vanishing from sight
In the room's farthest shadow.
After her reddening like an angry cloud,
Minta retreated; vanishing from sight
In the room's farthest shadow.
| An idyl of work | |