His arms slipped around her waist as they were on the doorstep and he kissed her lips sweetly. It had been part of her wedding trousseau, a gift from her family to his. ” “And mine,” murmured his companion, with the smile still lingering upon his lips. Wait, though. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. Time wore on somewhat slowly with the prisoner, who had to control his impatience in the best way he could; but as the shades of evening were darkening, the door was unlocked, and Mr.
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