She never touched the manuscript with pencil, but jotted down her notes on slips of paper and left them where he might easily find them. She could feel Martin’s eyes boring into her as she entered the room, her own personal Farhat. And now take away those cards, and never let me see them again. Cathy stood in the bedroom hallway in her faded blue bathrobe. Now that she was his, to make or mar, she presented an extraordinary fascination. She saw his face change, how he regretted.
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