His face was wreathed in smiles, his beringed hand was cordially outstretched. Ben had scarcely adjusted his oars, when the gleam of a lantern was seen moving towards the bank. He did like her, anyhow; he was always pleased to be with her. “Not at all. Why do you look so sad?” She opened her eyes wider and stifled her emotions. She needed to protect the baby. She wondered abjectly whether he intended to rape her before she was dead. It fell to the ground and smoked ominously.
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