The door closed upon her, and he moved reluctantly away. He felt the first sting of the whip. She descended down the stairs of the house, sidestepping the refuse from bingedrinking teenagers that was strewn everywhere. They seldom arrive on the beach. “I’d never have a day of peace again, John. You know—I worship you. CHAPTER XVI. The door was closed— locked,—and the pair were heard descending the stairs. Instantly seizing it, the young man placed it in the carriage, shut the door, and commanded his servants to drive off.
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