In this moment he could have stamped upon the Wastrel's face, and ended the affair; but all that was clean in him, chivalrous, revolted at the thought. The same pale white buttocks, the same freckles in the same unchanging patterns on her collarbone that all of her mother’s potions had never been able to erase. " Jonathan gave utterance to a torrent of imprecations. “You were never born,” he declared, “to follow the well worn roads.
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