Treading with noiseless step over the soft mould, they soon reached the building. ToC London, at the period of this history, boasted only a single bridge. ‘You, soldiers,’ she yelled. Each became frightfully aware of the other as a plastic energetic body, of the strong muscles of neck against cheek, of hands gripping shoulder-blade and waist.
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