’ He opened the purse and extracted a couple of guineas. Unobserved, she knelt and kissed the threshold: for she knew what kisses were now. If you want me, you know where to find me. You must forgive the poet’s license I take. If only we work together. Sheppard. And still you interest yourself in my affairs. No matter what the fire and force of his passion, it falters eventually, and forever after smoulders or goes out. Thunder rumbled behind the manicured hills. She looked down at him and saw that the sunlight was gleaming from his cheeks, and that all over his cheeks was a fine golden down of delicate hairs.
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