’ He threw one arm across his own chest and clapped himself on the shoulder. She counted three on the way to the train and four more on the crowded car that would have gladly taken him to bed with not so much as a word. It would be protective; it would with age turn to silver unnoticeably. There was something which chilled even him in the cold impassivity of her features.
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