Haven’t I shown you over and over again that I mean you no harm? What do I have to do?’ ‘You can go away and leave me to my affairs,’ she threw at him. She seized the key, and he grasped her hand and squeezed it roughly and painfully between the handle and the ward as she tried to turn it. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace. She mentally reprimanded herself to alter her own visage so as not to appear depraved. The boat was set free, and the men resumed their seats.
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