“Your sex is a terrible fraud. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. "Thames, I entreat—" "Your wishes are my laws, beloved, girl," replied Kneebone, bowing profoundly. " "Possibly not," replied Thames, in some confusion; "but I am not at liberty to speak.
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