Her sensitive ears could hear her foster mother snoring in front of the television. But her heart kept on sinking. And the infernal thought of that kiss returned—the softness of her lips and the cool smoothness of her cheeks. ‘Damnation! Too late. ’ She dropped to her knees before her old nurse and hugged the workroughened hand with both her own, looking up into Martha’s face where slow tears were tracing down her cheek. The place for reading. "Now, Mr. Recognising the handwriting, he glanced swiftly at the signature, and uttering an explosive curse, cast the paper from him.
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