His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. ” She agreed. But at this, he halted, turning his frowning gaze back on her. Sometimes I think you would have been much better off if you had been born in death-worshipping Egypt instead of in the Fourteenth Century. It slid off flimsily. Then he entered her passionately, riding her with exquisite precision. The candle was shaking in his hand as Ruth appeared in the doorway. She bounced onto her bottom.
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