’ She ended on a note of sheer frustration, clenched fists beating the air. I need a white man, if only to talk to; and it will be a god send to talk to someone of your intelligence. You want me to be clean. ‘Major Gerald Alderley, I arrest you in the name of the King. Men had tried to kiss her— unshaven derelicts, some of them terrible—but she had always managed to escape. "Don't go, I beg of you!" she implored.
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