“Yes. I can't give you my hand; but you may take it. A shiver slid down inside her. I say, I'll take the yarn over and read it to McClintock. “Never was such an age of transition. What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less than a day now, less than twenty hours. I want to know—just as much as I can. If I'd been in the way, instead of Jonathan Wild, that accident wouldn't have happened. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet. ‘I’ve eyes in my head, haven’t I?’ He grunted. I’ve got to have you, and by God I will. A discreet husband would leave the dispensation of his bounty, where women are concerned, to his wife. As for this infatuation—it’s like some obsession, some magic thing laid upon you. His large, coarse lips drew wider apart.
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