‘The man’s gone,’ her old nurse told her, when she had recovered a little. She was not allowed to bathe herself: another prisoner, with a privileged manner, washed her. It was a castoff of Shari’s from her brief obsession with sewing. She drew her naked arms around herself. She wondered why he was so distinctive, so unlike other men, and it never occurred to her for some time that this might be because she was falling in love with him. "Whose house do you want, master?" said the man, touching his hat. No matter how much you tell me, you will always keep something back.
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