He did make her perceive something of the acute, tormenting desire for her that had arisen in him and possessed him. He touched her hand, soft and cool to his fingers—she turned at once to look at him. Anna, who had thrown aside her sealskin coat, wore a tight-fitting walking dress of some dark shade. He was alert, well-groomed, and yet—perhaps in contrast with the more volatile French type—there was a suggestion of weight about him, not to say heaviness. She is setting out for Hartford, Connecticut. No hair to fall awry, no powder to displace, no ruffles to crush; men are lucky. She has not been accused of any crime. She took the initiative and guided his fingers inside her and bore down. I would do anything—I would give anything to make you mine.
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