Her hand came up and she laced her fingers with his. Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. ‘She’s little more than a schoolgirl, just out. She never even graduated high school, and that has been a thorn in her side ever since. He turned the wheel carefully as he touched her neck with the other, threading her soft curls in between his slim fingers. He thought he heard a scraping sound as he turned the handle. ‘Then mayhap this will persuade you!’ With a scrape of steel, he drew his sword from its scabbard. At this time of day the priest would be at his apartments in Brewer Street, a short walk away from Golden Square which the building overlooked.
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