"
"Who are you?" ejaculated Trenchard, scarcely able to credit his senses. ‘You ain’t got nothing on me. And yet, at the end of this prayer a
subconscious thought broke through to consciousness. ’
Gerald eyed her. Here, Jem,
take the gentleman's horse to the stable—see him dressed and fed directly. ’ Then she ran swiftly out of the library, calling out as
her cavalier was almost at the front door. Even there a woman never gets a fair chance. He came to her and stood before her, waiting,
the morning light dazzling his eyes. Wood; "and pray, don't bring
anybody with you,—especially Jonathan Wild. "
"A secret!" exclaimed Trenchard. She was gone. ”
Her heart had warmed toward him. He initiated sex with her, lightly fingering her clitoris
as an invitation. He had removed his silk hat, and
now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating
upon her, trying to catch her eye.
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