Lucy's ears were singing. It struck the major that she was very young. Her fingers closed
upon it instinctively. She could smell him almost as
strongly as she could the new paint on the fire escape
walls, along with the wool suit and the weird polyester
smell of his wet umbrella. "Something worse, I fear," Wood replied. "He left Dollis Hill at ten o'clock on
that night, and has not since returned. He waited for hours after
dusk but she never arrived. He had often read about it, and once he had incorporated
it in a story, that invisible force which sent men to prison and to the gallows,
when a tongue controlled would have meant liberty indefinite. There was something
holding women down, holding women back, and if it wasn’t exactly man-made
law, man-made law was an aspect of it. Then he entered her passionately, riding her
with exquisite precision.
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