Or perhaps my father once. The pouting cherry lips were slightly parted and the very faintest of panting breaths, together with the quick rise and fall of an alluring bosom, betrayed her fear. She had not chosen her life, but she was foggy on whether or not it was right to deny others the right to join her in her suffering. But he was at last persuaded that I mean you no harm, and that I might—just possibly, since I am both a gentleman and a major of militia—be able to be of more assistance to you than he himself. That is what I must do. He took her hand in his, raising it closer, and gently touched the maltreated skin.
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