" "Oh, no!" Ruth protested. She longed to own something lasting, anything, but knew her wishes to be stupid. "As long as you please, Sir," answered the matron, dropping a curtsey. She wondered if the second part would overcome his objections? Several times the words had rushed to her tongue, to find her tongue paralysed. It could only mean one thing—that her foster daughter was both a whore and a murderer! When Sheila confronted her about it, it was five in the morning. She was surprised and stared at him when he did not immediately leave the bed as Gianfrancesco always did, but instead rested on his elbows.
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