All men are bloody fucking hypocrites. She leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. I want to ask you a plain question, and you must answer me faithfully. I knew it was in vain to cry 'murder!' in the Mint, so I had recourse to stratagem. ‘What do you want with me? Why did you catch me?’ ‘You intrigue me,’ he told her frankly. Restraining with an effort his intense curiosity, he talked of general subjects only, trying his best to entertain her.
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