This was good. Then he released her hand, and sat back a little, appearing to concentrate his thoughts on her face. “Can you spare me a moment?” he asked. We men are like children. Very dark, like yours, ma’am. There was a round table covered, not with the usual “tapestry” cover, but with a plain green cloth that went passably with the wall-paper. But he was a thief, a fugitive from justice. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute.
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