She was powerless to move from her chair. “Can’t you believe me? I am Meysey Hill. Spurling. The fireplace was at the other end, with the sheeted shapes of two sofas either side. She did not remember how many seasons it took before she relented, how much time before she decided to toy with his affections. He kept at it even on those nights when the monsoon began to break with heavy storms and he had to weight down with stones everything on his table.
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