‘Oh, I do love a flatterer. The young lady—if she had come in here at all—had vanished. I didn’t allow myself to see things as they were in those days; now I do. The place to which you went was not the English Embassy, and the whole performance was a fraud. She was to have fifteen pounds, and no more. Wood did think of it, and groaned aloud. She cried out in pain, then in pleasure as he thrust himself into her. His perception of her personal beauty deepened and quickened with each encounter.
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