Don’t leave me. He had removed his silk hat, and now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating upon her, trying to catch her eye. ‘In fact, I’ve never met anyone who goaded me to so much violence. Then the bridge had arched gateways, bristling with spikes, and garnished (as all ancient gateways ought to be) with the heads of traitors. He beamed as she whispered to 22 him that she had seen a table so fine or tasted such wonders. ‘Not kill me, I mean. “Lots of ‘em!” Capes chuckled. He lowered her neck before her, and she noticed a bizarre urge to bite him rising from her mind like an itch. The touch of her hands was pleasurable. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. But they been good to me, they have, sir. Rousing himself, he went to the door. This was followed by heavy footsteps, and in another moment the dining-room door was flung open.
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