I don’t mind it. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace. He pushed her to his bed, little more than a cot, and pulled off her clothes. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. In the twilight he had ceased to be a person one could tackle and shame; he had become something more general, a something that crawled and sneaked toward her and would not let her alone. Perhaps you'll give me in return some token, by which I may remind you of this occurrence, in case we meet again. Wood and Thames pass him, and followed at a foot's pace behind them. Lucy thought of herself as belonging to Sebastian whether she liked it or not.
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