Every so often a wall of water, thin and jadecoloured, would rise up over the port bow, hesitate, and fall smacking amidships. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. If our young person hadn’t had the nurse part cut out, eh? She might have known more and done less. A man as rich as you are ought to have a thousand-ton yacht. One hour later she had gone back to the mission—without the salt. Lucy followed. He devoured her with his eyes too, his shyness not able to disguise his furtive glances at the curvy outline of her breast against the imitation silk, his memory still exquisitely tortured by her movements in the miniskirt. “You are coming my way,” Courtlaw answered.
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