She hid behind a mirage of piety, just as I do. Directly in range stood the strange young man, although he was at the far side of the loft. Presently he felt motion. . ’ He clenched his fists and grew red in the face. The material cares of life hang about your neck like a millstone. On that basis alone, he had no right to give or accept love. He propped himself up on one arm, kissing her passionately. ’ ‘A pox on the creature,’ swore Mrs Sindlesham, clenching and unclenching her stiff fingers. It is only a matter of time before he presents himself to whoever has the deeds to Remenham House—a lawyer I presume—and claims that property for his wife’s. She closed her eyes and felt again an echo of the swamping warmth that had attacked her when his lips met hers. Why, then, did he touch it? As he climbed heavily into his chair, she was able to note the little beads of sweat under the cracked nether lip.
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