“What ought she to do?” “Suppose you—” “Yes, suppose I—” He felt that his advice was being asked. Then began expostulations, preluded by a telegram and headed by her aunt. She reeled in excitement, she unzipped his pants while kissing him, trying not to let herself stop touching him as she unclothed him. “I hope,” said Miss Stanley, with dignity, and turned doorward with features in civil warfare. After occupying himself thus for the best part of an hour, he thought Jack must have given him the slip.
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