You grasped James's problem immediately, and you stuck the needle into the nerve. Of course you do not, she said with her graven jester's smile. He wished he could just sit here with her forever. Not a touch of makeup on it, and her long full mouth had a virginal look to it somehow, like the mouths of little girls before they've worn lipstick. And lovely dark ashen eyebrows, and dark eyelashes which made her eyes seem all the more gray. A true blonde, he thought, smooth all over, with almost no down on her face or her arms. He studied her for a moment, trying not to see just loveliness and the object of his considerable desire, but what she looked like. O'Donnell stopped he knew it was useless to go on. He caught O'Donnell's eye and shook his head. Another five minutes had passed and the intern was using his stethoscope, listening carefully.
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