“If you come a step nearer to me,” she said, “I will smash every glass on this table. "By my shoul!" he exclaimed, smacking his lips, "dat ish goot—very goot. He then said that if she would not obey him in this course she should “never darken his doors again,” and was, indeed, frightfully abusive. All this Woman-who-Diddery —no damn good. The oranges were of the Syrian variety, small but filled with scarlet honey. She had never felt so cold, she felt even colder than she had in the water. She nuzzled his chest and he breathed deeply of the scent of her Finesse conditioner.
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