I do swear. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up the Avenue. He grew more ardent, sliding her breasts out of the strapless bodice of her gown. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. “That thing’s going on,” she told herself. So while he talked to this girl of work and freedom, his slightly protuberant eyes were noting the gracious balance of her limbs and body across the gate, the fine lines of her chin and neck. And, with a glance of malignant exultation, he quitted the vault, and locked the door. There is no poison that would affect her.
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