"No—Sheppard?" rejoined Wild. Ennison looked down on him in disgust. It was not for a week or
a month. If I let you believe I did not love you, and they found me, your shame
would be negligible. She’d prefer that I read classic literature, of
course, but she only reads paperback romance novels, so
she can’t exactly complain. I
bear the marks of some of them about me still," he continued, taking off his wig,
and laying bare a bald skull, covered with cicatrices and plates of silver. , and go home before you
have to. “You, too,” he said abruptly. She pulled her veil down, and he knew that
silence was best. ’ He fitted the hat
onto her head, and was aware as he did so of her eyes watching his face.
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