“Then we go on to this place, the Oeschinensee. The late afternoon, en effet. When things are at the worst, they'll mend. I want you to be my lover. At once. Sheila wouldn’t allow me to date a boy even if he was only fifteen—I mean sixteen, like I am, you see. So, bloody but unbeaten, weak and spent but undaunted, he waited for the Wastrel to spring up. " "Mr.
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