” He hesitated, and went off at a tangent. She was tired, hungry—and thus somewhat impatient for the food Mrs Ibstock might bring—and downcast. There was a bare chance that he had been mistaken. “It’s something that bothers me. Answering him was agonizing. After feasting his eye upon this superb panorama, he was about to return, when he ascertained from a farmer that his nearest road to Willesden would be down a lane a little further on, to the right. He motioned the young man to the rear chair, because at that hour the youth appeared to be a quantity close to zero. Aware of the footman hovering, and the hackney coachman’s curious eyes looking down from his box, Gerald leaned a little towards her and spoke in a lowered tone. As her belly swelled, so did he. “DON’T!” she said, and wrenched her wrist from his retaining hand. It was also cold, and dark, for there had been no time to light the lantern. Women, she had been taught, who exposed the flesh of their bodies under the eyes of man were in a special catagory of the damned.
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