No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior permission in writing of the author. When John’s parents weren’t home, they made love in his bedroom. He stopped, panting hard, slamming his cane to the floor to make use of its much-needed support. “Why should one pretend? “Think of all the beauty in the world that is covered up and overlaid. He could scarcely blame her. He seemed to be thinking hard. ’ She waved towards a handy table to one side which was piled high with so many volumes, it looked in imminent danger of crashing to the floor. Had he been sick in the mind when he had done this damnable thing? It did not seem possible, for he could recall clearly all he had said and done; there were no blank spaces to give him one straw of excuse. Winter came at the manor. We’re handfuls.
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