I'm not hungry. Aware of the footman hovering, and the hackney coachman’s curious eyes looking down from his box, Gerald leaned a little towards her and spoke in a lowered tone. He lowered himself onto her and entered her slowly, an inch at a time. Mind, when we were all growed up, it were different. The money will last longer, and—it won’t bother you. The arrangement had been made by the town matchmaker, a frightening old oak of a man.
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