“Mr. The place, in which they stood, was a small entrance-chamber, cut off, like the segment of a circle, from the main apartment, (of which it is needless to say it originally constituted a portion,) by a stout wooden partition. He kissed her neck, moving down to her breasts, trying to consume her with passion. "I was right," replied Jack, returning as coolly as if nothing had happened.
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