Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. Not so Gosse. I could see his little animal brain churning away, inventing plans for me, formulating his revenge. Perhaps in two or three weeks. It was less will than education.
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