She had prepared herself to meet violent protest, a recurrence of that burning glance. His eyebrows arched, knotting in the middle. Never mind. All he will say is that she said so—as if anyone could believe a word the girl said. Come along, master. But we can’t help noticing. “I’ll ruin your suit. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. A young man turned to pay the cabman.
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