" "Humph!" ejaculated the carpenter. “I cannot pretend that I am glad to see you, Lady Ferringhall,” he said quietly. Marina doted over her pregnant daughter, adorned in fine brocades, reassuring her that it was certain to be a either a baby boy or a girl of such great beauty she would eclipse them both. That was the only sound he heard. She was feeling extraordinarily well that night, so that the sense of her body was a deep delight, a realization of a gentle warmth and strength and elastic firmness. " "I'll forgive you all the harm you do me," rejoined the Amazon. "Where is he?" he cried. It appeared highly probable to her that he would stop her allowance.
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