Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back. As we turned the corner of the street, I noticed that the electric light was burning in this room. “It is concerning—our future relations,” Sir John pronounced ponderously. I want you to be my lover. “Your father is dead too, I believe,” he continued, “and your mother.
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