The next minute, I contrived, without either of 'em perceiving me, to convey it into my own pocket. ‘What we have to find out is whether or not the wretched female is in fact Lord Charvill’s granddaughter. He took her hand in his, raising it closer, and gently touched the maltreated skin. No doubt he has been drinking for days without eating substantially, and his heart gave out. “I wonder,” he said, “how you would like to be made love to—boldly or timorously or sentimentally. As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. And all the old—the old trick of shrinking up like a snail at a touch. He's as savage and suspicious as the devil himself. The point is, I know all the tricks in finding a man. She can be of use to me yet. Advancing to the middle of the chamber, he halted, drew himself up, and fixed his dark, expressive eyes, on Thames Darrell.
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