A boy no older than she, Gianfrancesco’s cousin,
whispered what he would like to do to her when she stole
into the hallways near the women’s chambers to fix
herself. He speaks English. About the Abbey
and Abingdon Street stood the outer pickets and detachments of the police, their
attention all directed westward to where the women in Caxton Hall, Westminster,
hummed like an angry hive. He
squatted and threw his arm around the backs of her
knees. I hope she falls off the face of the planet. Now I’ll tell you what I propose. Not to go to her is wickeder
than if I had run away with my friend's wife. And, what's more, I tell you, if Captain
Sheppard is hanged, you need never hope to call me Mrs. He was not Meysey Hill, but an Englishman of business, and he had only a small
income. When I examined you for ‘ill
humors’ I longed to run my hands over your entire body,
to touch your face, to caress you in the places that would
give you pleasure. You must forgive the poet’s license I take.
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