But Bess could scarcely summon resolution enough to hazard the experiment; and it was only on Jack's urgent intreaties, and even threats, that she could be prevailed on to trust herself to the frail tenure of the rope he had prepared. It’s the poor dears who do, who know they will, know they can’t keep it up, who need to clutch at way-side flowers. ‘You will not guess again?’ ‘No, no, I am quite out of ideas. She withdrew her mouth and patted his penis dry with the bottom of his shirttails.
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