She felt this was the sensible way out of this oddly sinister situation. “Mike, what’s going on?” She sat up, groggily rubbing her eyes. The pursuit of pleasure, selfgratification, is an original instinct with her. ‘He could have little comfort there, indeed. ’ ‘And you believe her?’ asked Lucilla, raising her brows. Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. Miss Stanley reflected on this proposal for a moment.
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