‘Damnation!’ Confused, he released her, and in an instant she had darted away and was running down the garden. There was only one idea in his head now—to batter and bruise and crush this weakling, then cast him at the feet of his love-lorn wife. She hissed in a breath and his eyes met hers. Wrenching his hands from her shoulders, she thrust them away and leapt up from the chair. ‘To begin with,’ he said, ‘allow me a very tiny intimacy. “I was born there. She became aware of the modelling of his ear, of the muscles of his neck and the textures of the hair that came off his brow, the soft minute curve of eyelid that she could just see beyond his brow; she perceived all these familiar objects as though they were acutely beautiful things.
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