“You’re not a virgin, are you?” It was as much an accusation as a question. He felt her warm breath upon his cheek, the perfume of her hair as she leaned over him. Sebastian was always a man who felt the need to surround himself with the trappings of the finer life. "A mother's prayers—a mother's blessings," she cried, with the fervour almost of inspiration, "will avail against a fiend's malice. ‘Your mystery lady, I mean. I watched you wait at the farmhouse! But I couldn’t compromise your safety! You must have realized that!” She lowered her voice to a loud whisper. "Take me, then," replied the widow. “Young lady! Are you sure you’re of legal age to be smoking those cigarettes?” “No, I’m not of legal age.
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