” “And what are you doing here?” the lady asked. And this was an adventure of which he had dreamed from boyhood: aboard a windjammer on the South Seas. "Raise your vice, and lave off coughin'," added Terence. “Don’t we all rather humbug about the coarseness? All we women, I mean,” said she. ’ Lucilla Froxfield laughed gaily. There all the loose characters thronged, assignations were openly made, and the spectators diverted themselves with the vagaries of its miserable inhabitants. The only departure which he made from the fashion of the period, was in respect to the peruke—an article he could never be induced to wear. Her hands wove through his black hair, luxuriating in its thickness. She longed to allow him to kiss her again, to touch her again.
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