We can’t. “NO!” she said, at last, with something in her voice that reminded Ann Veronica of a sprung tennis-racket. ” She relented. ” He dared, his nostrils flaring. Quarter-staves, bludgeons, brown-bills, lanterns, swords, and sconces were alike shivered; and, to judge from the sullied state of their habiliments, the claret must have been tapped pretty freely. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. A shy virgin bride would not press her thigh sinuously against his, nor consent indeed to this clandestine little comedy he had been playing. She closed her eyes more vividly to recall some line which had carried the blot. Or, better still, put all my clothes in the trunk. He was a little embarrassed.
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