’ ‘Also madame his wife—’ Charvill’s gorge rose. She had behaved in every way perfectly. Her mouth was worthy of her face; with small, pearly-white teeth; lips glossy, rosy, and pouting; and the sweetest smile imaginable, playing constantly about them. There was a look in her eyes which puzzled him. ‘But I was not there. He suddenly became eloquent and plausible. ‘She wants you. Then, as he was trying to bite through the rope, I told him, ‘That’s for 107 Traci, motherfucker.
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