Then, if you weren’t looking, he’d get five feet closer. ‘Do not look at me so,’ he snapped. I chose you for your strength, your cunning, your intelligence, your great beauty. There’s nothing a girl can do that isn’t sweated to the bone. It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it.
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