A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. I'm speaking of virtuous women—of WIVES, Madam. ’ ‘I do not need the rescue from such as you. ” He caught her wrist and turned her face towards him.
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