The little room was fragrant with flowers, Anna herself bright, and with all the evidences of well being. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. She launched into a stuffy Partita 89 and played it too fast. “Are you a virgin, Julian? With your handsome face and powerful body, you mean to tell me that you haven’t dipped your wick?” He started to get angry, “But it’s not the same for guys as it is for girls!” “So you have tasted the forbidden fruit, haven’t you? You’re no different than any male. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. There is so little abandon, so little real joyousness. Such was the effect produced upon the passengers by his good looks and manly deportment, that few—especially of the gentler and more susceptible sex—failed to turn round and bestow a second glance upon the handsome stranger. Down under the incalculable selfishness of the penitent child there was the man's uneasy recollection of Judas. She felt surges of longing escape every corner of her flesh. Sydney was watching her eagerly.
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