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“Yet it is my last evening, and I think —if you are sure that you would like to have me—that I will risk it. She began to think persistently of Capes, and it seemed to her now that for some weeks at least she must have been thinking persistently of him unawares. She forgot her vital hatred of the South Seas; she forgot that McClintock's would not differ a jot from the old island she had for ever left behind her; she forgot all the doctor's lessons and warnings. When the bell rang, she lagged behind as was her habit. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. The transverse spars before mentioned were as slippery as ice; and the hollows between them were filled ankle-deep with water. She learned that she could orgasm four or five times in a day as they toyed with each other and slept entire days afterward without feeling a single pang of guilt. Dorling said.
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