. He drove her home that night, kissing her again and again at stoplights. " "Ship her back to her father"—sagely. She had tried him as a Crusader, in which guise he seemed plausible but heavy—“There IS something heavy about him; I wonder if it’s his mustache?”—and as a Hussar, which made him preposterous, and as a Black Brunswicker, which was better, and as an Arab sheik. She stood there limply and did not act to resist him. Michelle smiled. He'll be able to help us a little now. Sleep did not come easily, but eventually her mind stopped its chattering and she fell into a deep slumber. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running from his cut hand. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. ‘We?’ Gerald smiled.
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