His attraction for her was now written plainly on his freckled face, revealed by the many drinks he had imbibed. He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough. It frightened her to behold her heart and mind thus laid bare; but the chapter following would reassure her. You are afraid of kisses. . She realized that no man had ever placed a mantle of respect upon her as Sebastian did; respect for more than just her pretty face and her now lost ability to bear children. There is something that inspires a feeling of inexpressible melancholy in sailing on a dark night upon the Thames. The poor things! Oh, it was quite dreadful.
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