That same adventurousness that had already buoyed her through crises that would have overwhelmed any normally feminine girl with shame and horror now became uppermost again. " He paused, and not without malice. "How go you like your quarters, sauce-box?" asked Sharples, in a jeering tone. She longed to allow him to kiss her again, to touch her again. “I saw him stagger and sink down, and the pistol was smoking still in my hand.
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