Her belly was being touched, she felt her thighs
caressed softly. Or felt it. She hesitated, and for a moment thought
of omitting her second verse altogether. “I did it for love of you,” he said. The water was cold but she waded deeper. She carried herself well, whereas her brother slouched, and there
was a certain aristocratic dignity about her that she had acquired through her
long engagement to a curate of family, a scion of the Wiltshire Edmondshaws. "
"What for? What do you want of them?"
"Why, they are … yours. Call her Miss Pellissier, eh? I tell you she’s my wife, and I’ve got the
certificate in my pocket. “Why don’t you?”
“Well, it might mean rather a row. ’
Gerald grinned. It rained slightly, and a thick mist gathered in the
air, and obscured the beautiful prospect.
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