Determined, however, not be taken with life, he held on. They stank, and she hated how they blocked the sunlight. He felt himself collapse heavily onto her naked body, still inside her. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. The room seemed a vacuum. His attention drawn, the captain was easily able to make out the pretty features under the feathered hat, and the same dark riding habit the fugitive had worn on that first occasion at Remenham House.
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