The place was barred to any loud frivolity but open for secret assignations after dancing...It was also _____'s favorite place before going to sleep. The gentleness of the water, its warmth, was the lulling atmosphere she had missed when she had passed from childhood to womanhood.
She felt an unconfessed need of receiving from some gentle source the reassurance that the world was gentle and warm, and not, as it may have seemed during the day, cold and cruel. This reassurance was never granted to the mature...
Others who came to the pool were of the fraternity who like to break laws, who like to steal their pleasures...In the darkness one became even more aware of the softness of the night, of pulsating life in the muscles, of the pleasure of motion.
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