CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. A male voice, vibrant with terror, yelled out hoarsely. He smiled. She wrapped her legs about his hips as he raised himself upon straight arms, piercing her with his gaze as he thrust into her. “I knew that you waited at the farmhouse. I have only just left Wych Street. At any moment, Cathy Beck could arrive home and see them, then he would be eating dinner with 6 them, almost whether he liked it or not. She found an old drunk wandering the streets. From the beginning. That last year in Paris, when Annabel and she had lived in different worlds, had often been a nightmare to her.
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