He groped her buttocks. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. “What on earth did you expect me to do, then?” he asked. A deep silence, however, now prevailed, broken only by the tolling of the bells of Newgate and St. Michelle was laid onto the back seat, her head cradled in Lucy’s lap.
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