Cathy threw Mike a look. “Did you ever see women so weary-looking and so dowdy? They do not talk. They set about everyone—everyone. "To be sure I will, my child. She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. I sha'n't utter a word. It is a most wonderful piece of good fortune, as I suppose you will be prepared to admit. Unlocking a cupboard, he then took out some cold meat and other viands, with a flask of wine, and a bottle of brandy, and began to eat and drink voraciously. She stopped abruptly, and looked in a flower-shop window. And if he didn’t, what was the good of seeing him? “I wish he was a woman,” she said, “then I could make him my friend. I want you beyond measure or reckoning.
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