Do you want me, too?” “Yes,” she whispered foolishly, in the throes of rapture. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. He remembered also, all at once, the very first words he had heard her speak: “I was not born to this. Come and help me pack. ‘Civilian peace-keeping forces, you know. His arm closed in around her middle and she was caught.
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