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“You are the type that I want to marry someday, you’ve
got a beautiful body, such pretty eyes. Now, no more questions, or I shall be forced to leave the room. ’
Hilary stared. ‘Tell me about the convent? Were you happy there?
They were kind to you, the nuns?’
‘Oh, but yes. "It is with no small
concern," writes an anonymous historian of Newgate, "that I am obliged to
observe that the women in every ward of this prison are exceedingly worse than
the worst of the men not only in respect to their mode of living, but more
especially as to their conversation, which, to their great shame, is as profane and
wicked as hell itself can possibly be. She could feel her body rebel against her actions,
convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother
in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing
across the rivers of her home. ” He put his hands on her shoulders and
lowered her onto the flat surface of the picnic bench. ”
“I didn’t mind that little argument.
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