She saw its depraved eyes, but worse were the glittering teeth as it smiled. I have read that authors are very selfish and self-centred. A gust of irrational impatience blew through her being. “Why did you ever let me love you? Why did you ever let me peep through the gates of Paradise? Oh! my God! I don’t begin to feel and realize this yet. He kissed her ardently. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. " "Oh, it's a part of the game," said McClintock. .
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