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She felt his tongue press into her mouth. "When in France, I heard from the Marshal that his brother had perished in London on the night of the Great Storm. “I shall have to go through the building. Spurlock's movements and report progress. Again he played for her; and again the eruption of the strange senses that lay hidden in her soul. He grew more ardent, sliding her breasts out of the strapless bodice of her gown. The carte de jour was before Monsieur. But his words were borne away by the driving wind. She started at the falling of a leaf, at the lumbering of a cow through the hedge. Wood resounded from below. It was hard to meet that gaze.
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