The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. But two weeks later he returned. They are not your flowers. Look at this ring;—it's a diamond, and worth a mint o' money. A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. “I’m not in the mood right this instant. Here was one that subtly mocked her.
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