“We’ve made out but we haven’t had sex. Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly. But when all was over, a sorrowful calm succeeded, and, if not free from grief, she was tranquil. Covering his face with a crape mask, and taking the candle from his associate, Jack entered the room; and, pistol in hand, stepped up to the bed, and approached the light to the eyes of the sleepers. ‘What else do you expect? It’s the penalty you pay for marrying an Englishman.
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