Ruth's
emotion was a primitive joy: she was essential in this man's life, and she would
always be happy because he would always be needing her. She played “Happy Birthday” for John, after which they
plied her with a dozen requests. Do you think I would marry you? Rather would I marry the pig in
the convent. She
suspected that he would take a mistress just as soon as
they returned to Florence. I somehow understood. “Perhaps. ” She
wanted to feast upon him badly, his passion, his
youthfulness. Look at these walls. "To shoot you
would be to lose the reward. I'll send for Wu Fang. But they been good to me, they have, sir. Do you want me, too?”
“Yes,” she whispered foolishly, in the throes of
rapture. "
"Impossible," replied Sheppard, in the same tone.
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