He walked hastily to the side of the broad pavement and summoned a fiacre. She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. Spurlock remained where he was until the sail became an infinitesimal speck in the distance. To be alone with her, in idleness, was an intolerable thought. She loved to be told to do things. Anna sprang lightly away across the street.
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