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He fondled her naked breasts with his fingers, then his mouth. She began to tremble violently. " The words were scarcely pronounced, when Rowland disappeared. I have often felt before that it is only when one has nothing to say that one can write easy poetry. It was neither good nor bad. Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and trains! And, oh the beautiful books! She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart. ’ ‘Will you have done, Gerald?’ demanded Hilary, exasperated. I tell you I’m Meysey Hill, the railway man.
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