How she had hated it!… All these mumblings which were never explained, which carried no more sense to her brain than they would have carried to Old Morgan's swearing parrot. “I wanted to make love to you. Then her white teeth gleamed, and her excuse for remaining any longer before that little marble table was gone. He had made it even easier by walking up the steps instead of taking the elevator. ‘Stand where you are, or I shoot!’ Like lightning, thoughts zipped through her mind.
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