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"'This is a kind of make-shift for a hot-house and a bath-room, which every habitable dwelling ought to have. I am too poor to have either, still this hole is big enough for my ablutions, and my plants seem to thrive pretty well in this warm and damp atmosphere.'
"'But it's a princely bath-room!'
"'No, no!' said he, smiling; 'it's an artist's bath-room.'
"We at once plunged into the warm water, scented with essence of heliotrope; and it was so pleasant to rest there locked in each other's arms after our last excesses.
"'I could stay here all night,' he mused; 'it is so delightful to handle you in this warm water. But you must be famished, so we had better go and get something to satisfy the inward cravings.'
"We got out, and wrapped ourselves up for a moment with hot peignoirs of Turkish towelling.
"'Come,' said he, 'let me lead you to the dining-room.'
"I stood hesitating, looking first at my nakedness, then upon his. He smiled, and kissed me.
