" "Well, that's fine. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. When I examined you for ‘ill humors’ I longed to run my hands over your entire body, to touch your face, to caress you in the places that would give you pleasure. Gosse took a step or two towards the centre of the room. Somehow her walk home with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic rejection, a slamming.
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