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Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud. “Well,” she achieved at last. ‘I would read your body,’ he whispered, and lifted her fingers to his lips. ’ ‘Oui, mais—safe. Brendon. She felt it would save explanations if she did not state she had left her home and was looking for employment. These passers-by who touch us but lightly and are gone, leaving the eternal imprint! So long as she lived, Ruth would always remember that embrace. ‘Talk to me another time. It's as well to be on the safe side. I wanted the magic of love. I don’t have to take this shit. " "In what way, Sir?" demanded Trenchard, in astonishment.
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