She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon. Walking into the bedroom, she quickly shed the miniskirt and sweater, folding them without ceremony. " "Sir Rowland Trenchard!" echoed Jack, in amazement. She herself had cut the slender tie that had bound them. She read on and on, now thrilled by the swiftly moving drama, now enraptured by the tender passages of love. “Oh, damn!” he said. Now, you know where he is bound. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. Under his arm he carried a thick, knotted crab-stick.
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