The pouting cherry lips were slightly parted and the very faintest of panting breaths, together with the quick rise and fall of an alluring bosom, betrayed her fear. Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands. Whatever he did, she was bound to scream. I have a good memory, you perceive, Sir Rowland.
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