Cathy got a second job as a receptionist. She wondered abjectly whether he intended to rape her before she was dead. "Don't scourge me," she cried, trying to hide herself in the farthest corner of the cell. She is like some character out of Phra the Phoenician: she's been buried for thirty years and just been excavated. Sir John waved her back.
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