I’m glad you could come. Men had tried to kiss her— unshaven derelicts, some of them terrible—but she had always managed to escape. She was feeling extraordinarily well that night, so that the sense of her body was a deep delight, a realization of a gentle warmth and strength and elastic firmness. I always thought Mrs. How I envied Gianfrancesco on his wedding night, how I writhed in agony just thinking 171 about his intimacies with you! Then you became pregnant, and there he was, posturing and gloating like the rest of the family, my divinations of a boy in your womb pronounced. ‘So yours is the rattling tongue, is it, young madam?’ ‘I should say so. "Look at these fetters," returned Thames, holding up his manacled wrists; "they were put on by my uncle's command. No, don’t let me call myself that.
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