Sebastian administered bitter tonics to her, fluids she could not taste with her swollen tongue. “There ought to be some means of getting at him,” he said. They said no more for a moment, and each was now acutely aware of the other. Women, she had been taught, who exposed the flesh of their bodies under the eyes of man were in a special catagory of the damned. The elastic spirits of youth resumed their sway; and, before the coach stopped, his tears had ceased to flow. ‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open. Knap. Earles drew out his cheque book.
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