She liked his face; it had on it the suggestion of gentleness, of
fineness. “I think we are growing sensible,” he said. ” A flush of excitement
crept into her cheeks. She throws a sort of spell over us all. “Or I wouldn’t have said
anything about it. He left the room, presumably to sleep
elsewhere, but the only other room with a fire was the
servant’s quarters. Reverse psychology or something, it’s like she was trying
to draw him nearer by pushing him away. Whether it was the nun’s habit or the
harlot’s clothing that distressed her more, he could not begin to guess. One night, she drew
close to him in bed, trying to warm herself by embracing
his back. You've a good deal to go through to-night. Not then. I will arise myself. I believed that she was my
wife, or she would have been safe from me. “She’s all right.
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