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His fingers slipped under the collar of her linen shift and he tore it open with a swipe. "I never saw the like of you! One has to guard one's actions constantly in this wicked world, if one is a woman, young and pretty. Unwillingly he drew a little nearer, and became one of the group of loiterers about the entrance. "Close the door!" commanded Trenchard, impatiently. She decided not to ask him outright if he wished to make love to her. There it was—to be borrowed. He is Jacques. Perhaps there were experiences she would never confide to any man. Presently he caught her puzzled glance, and recollected himself, turning on the charm again. It wound around a small manufactured lake.
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