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” He said with a laugh. He seemed to have expected them. I still have a cross stitch she made for me of a little fairy sitting on a daffodil. “I never dreamt!” she said. Each became frightfully aware of the other as a plastic energetic body, of the strong muscles of neck against cheek, of hands gripping shoulder-blade and waist. He thought he heard a scraping sound as he turned the handle. He could have her in the car but she preferred a more private setting. For her mother to betray her seemed inevitable, but the betrayal seemed worse than her fate. From all angles he was at a disadvantage—in weight, skill, endurance. That, Sir, is what I call being a Good Samaritan.
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