She felt his tongue press into her mouth. Long before religion and Society heard of Doubt, girls were all for midnight coaches and Gretna Green. ‘Let it fall!’ ‘Brute!’ she spat, struggling, and he knew at once he had guessed aright. Oh, you cannot escape from it. But a middle-aged man like Ramage ought to know better than to draw out a girl, the daughter of a friend and neighbor. Good words, without deeds, are rushes and reeds.
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