’ ‘Alone, miss?’ ‘Certainly alone. ” He stepped past her to the door and closed it. I’ve never seen her quite so sure of herself. She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. “Sure, I guess so. He was always drawing contrasts between a woman’s lot and a man’s, and treating her as a wonderful new departure in this comparison. Charity for the ragtag and the bobtail of the Seven Seas, and none for his own flesh and blood. Curiosity held her by one hand, urging her to recklessness, and caution held her by the other.
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