A nine days’ wonder is soon forgotten. She could still feel his psychic presence all around her, and she knew he was thinking of her. Their idea of maidenly innocence was just a blank white—the sort of flat white that doesn’t shine. But, by Jove! it’s going to make our loving a fiercely abstract thing. The windows were grated, the doors barred; each room had the name as well as the appearance of a cell; and the very porter who stood at the gate, habited like a jailer, with his huge bunch of keys at his girdle, his forbidding countenance and surly demeanour seemed to be borrowed from Newgate. When I examined you for ‘ill humors’ I longed to run my hands over your entire body, to touch your face, to caress you in the places that would give you pleasure. “I’m going for a long tramp, auntie,” she said.
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