“He says you are frigid, Madame. "You want me, then?" she said. "All my life I've dreamed of something like this," he said, divertingly, with a gesture which included the yacht. Blueskin, however, was not unattended. The entrance was concealed between two huge boulders within a clump of trees, and was now so overgrown that no one who did not know of its existence could ever hope to find it. Her family are solid West End people, Kensington people. Many’s the young ’un I’ve seen get hisself into just such a knuckleheaded mess all on account of a pretty wench.
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