"The air seemed to be filled with the perfume of some bitter spice. Viola could fancy almost that she saw a smoldering campfire and heard far off the roar of some desolate wild beast. She let her long hair fall, raising the heavy strands of it in either hand as she moved slowly to the laden music. Slowly her body swayed with drowsy grace, slowly her satin shoes slid over the silver sand."
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Barry Pain
Barry Eric Odell Pain (28 September 1864 – 5 May 1928) was an English journalist, poet, humorist and writer.
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