" "Respecting Thames Darrell?" observed Jack. It reminded her viscerally of her subhuman status, stripped away of the pretenses of art, intellect, and nicety. Mike chimed in. “I must go. The close-fitting round gown, if a little oldfashioned with its very narrow waist and wide skirts, was becoming on a full figure, and the low décolletage, unencumbered by any form of covering, exposed a good deal of bosom. Why had Ruth married him? A penniless outcast, for she must have known he was that. Barring that the Valade fellow had sneaked back. When I examined you for ‘ill humors’ I longed to run my hands over your entire body, to touch your face, to caress you in the places that would give you pleasure. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard.
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