She could feel his breath on her skin, every hair on her arms and neck raised in response. ” “Don’t tempt me,” she said, laughing, and drawing her opera-cloak together. Martin’s crush. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. There used to be an after deckhouse and a shallow well for the wheel; but I changed that.
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