The struggle had dislodged the white wimple, which was evidently too large for her, and her black hair broke free, whirling like a whiplash about her head as her hands curled into fists, coming up to beat at his chest, her little teeth bared for attack. He watched her constantly, trapped her in corners and slept with his arms locking her like a human cage. Howsomdever, if you should reach t'other side, take an old feller's advice, and don't be foolhardy enough to venter back again. She fluttered her eyelashes, and adopted the soulful tone that served her well at times. "I was only just in time. Her hair touched water, becoming like the seaweed in its velvet slickness. But calmer thoughts quickly succeeded.
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