She was nestled under his bedspread. Lucy blushed from toes to forehead, feeling her pace accelerate. ‘Let me tell you,’ went on the nun severely, ‘it would have been better for you if you had taken the veil. Jackson, I could almost fancy we had met before. If a cart were coming, or those labourers in the field had heard, escape was impossible. Her back arched slightly in response.
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