Manning,” she said, “for a time—Will you tell no one? Will you keep this—our secret? I’m doubtful—Will you please not even tell my aunt?” “As you will,” he said. I’m a Socialist, Miss Stanley. Near as idiot as this capitaine of yours. She had remained patently unavailable to him. But his astonishment would have been great indeed had he known that not even her father had ever caressed her, either with lips or with hands. Free! All the fine ecstasy, without the numbing terror. She dreaded living off the land again, like an animal, as she had done for dozens of years at a stretch.
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