And I'll have supper with you. ’ ‘But you must,’ Gerald said, quite as if he meant it. “Why did you ever let me love you? Why did you ever let me peep through the gates of Paradise? Oh! my God! I don’t begin to feel and realize this yet. I bound him up good and tight, stuffed his mouth with a length of rope, taped it shut. “I wonder,” he said, “how you would like to be made love to—boldly or timorously or sentimentally. With an open hand, he slapped her face. Every so often a wall of water, thin and jadecoloured, would rise up over the port bow, hesitate, and fall smacking amidships. Surely she could ignore him.
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