His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. She looked at him confusedly, his black hair glinting under the dim lights. She could feel his eyes surreptiously scanning her backside. ‘I would read your body,’ he whispered, and lifted her fingers to his lips. ” “It is for your good—your good only I am thinking,” he declared. . “I wonder,” she said, “why one writes him sentences like that? It’ll have to go,” she decided, “I’ve written too many already. I think over all sorts of things.
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