The hansom sped through the crowded streets. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. Into this new world, vivid with colour, came Spurlock, receptively. You were very good. His kisses drew deeper, he started unlacing her dress.
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