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Frequently she would doze in her chair; but the slightest movement on the bed aroused her. His lovely black eyes softened until they became like languid as the night sky. She kept pausing in her work and regarding it, and when Capes came round to her, she first put her hand in her lap and then rather awkwardly in front of him. " "Will you be taking a pole-chair?" "If that's the racket. “Why come after me after all these years, Sebastianus? Haven’t you found any sycophants to convert, any nubile young nymphets to bring into the cannibal flock?” “Why should I do that if there is still the chance of you?” “What if there could be no chance of me? How do you know you can have me?” “I see your game. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child. Lovers' confidences should be respected. She gave her lips to his without resistance.
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