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"Never give in. It might have been the moon, or the phosphorescence of the broken water, or it might have been his abysmal loneliness; but suddenly he caught her face in his hands and kissed her on the mouth. The walls were pristine white and unmarked except for two sconces and a rather colorless Monet poster that had been framed in an expensive oak surround. Even though the individual faces of her audience were not to be singled out, she had been conscious from the first moment of her appearance that something was wrong. I'm speaking of virtuous women—of WIVES, Madam. She gave her lips to his without resistance.
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