The Lost Glove Is HappyMata Hari (1931) Greta Garbo and Ramon Novarro |
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| "Now take my gloves off," she said unsteadily. She was beginning to feel frightened. | |||
| He unbuttoned one glove and half pulled it off; then he pressed his lips passionately to the pale, soft, slender hand beneath it. | |||
| She trembled and tried to prevent him with the other hand. She pulled it away from him; he flung back his head, she looked into his face, and bent down...their lips met... | |||
Ivan Turgenev, On the Eve
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