Had it not been for the Plague, she might have had her own babies. Thames did not attempt to offer him any consolation, for he was almost as much dejected. Her eyes travelled about the room as if in appeal to the very chairs. "Get in wid ye, ye villin!" And, despite his resistance, Shotbolt was thrust into the chair, which was instantly fastened upon him. An unwelcome idea came to him. She undid his zipper and pulled his shorts down his hips. Through her door curtain she could see the light from the study lamp.
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