ToC Saint Giles's Round-house was an old detached fabric, standing in an angle of Kendrick Yard. Armed, however, with the implement he had so fortunately obtained, he did not despair of success. Slowly Prudence Sindlesham nodded her head, her eyes never leaving his face. He did not look up, so he did not know that in her other hand she held a glass of wine. She rode him gently.
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