He temporized, and the girl raised her eyes once more to his. ‘The gatehouse? But why must you move him at all?’ ‘Listen, missie. “I do hope I have been able to make you understand how I feel, that you don’t consider me a hopeless prig. The bars dropped noiselessly and slowly down, till the chain tightened at the staple. The tears were welling over now, but her voice was steady. Part 8 And as she sat on her bed that night, musing and half-undressed, she began to run one hand down her arm and scrutinize the soft flow of muscle under her skin.
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