“Heavens!” she exclaimed. I might utter a million, and still I doubt if I could make you understand. A dissipated, loose-living man. Her hair is like, white blonde, but trust me, it’s not her natural color. I snatched it up, pointed it blindly at him, and fired. The last thing that she remembered was her eyes crossing as she tried to focus upon the crunch of leaves as she lay heaving upon them, dampening them further with the outpouring of her sweat as it leaked from her clothing. They were standing face to face now upon the hearthrug.
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