Then she would be dead, and that was no use. Then he entered her passionately, riding her with exquisite precision. These were his mistresses, Poll Maggot and Edgeworth Bess. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. Some days, his eyes were green.
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