Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but fitted in all the right places, he smirked. He hated horizons. Her eyes were perhaps a little brighter than usual, the firelight played about her hair, there seemed to him to be a sudden softening of the straight firm mouth. Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud. ” She sniffled. ‘It is not easy. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. " "And you married me, knowing?" "I married the man who bought a sing-song girl to give her her freedom. ‘Oh, we was always in there, miss,’ admitted Joan, moving closer. He was mad. It is necessary.
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