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           ’

           Herheartgavealittlethrill,andsherepliedwithextrasoftness:

           ’Verygood,SirClifford!’

           Shewasverydeft,withasoft,lingeringtouch,alittleslow.Atfirsthehadresentedtheinfinitelysofttouchofherfingersonhisface.Butnowhelikedit,withagrowingvoluptuousness.Helethershavehimnearlyeveryday:herfacenearhis,hereyessoveryconcentrated,watchingthatshediditright.Andgraduallyherfingertipsknewhischeeksandlips,hisjawandchinandthroatperfectly.Hewaswell-fedandwell-liking,hisfaceandthroatwerehandsomeenoughandhewasagentleman.

           Shewashandsometoo,pale,herfaceratherlongandabsolutelystill,hereyesbright,butrevealingnothing.Gradually,withinfinitesoftness,almostwithlove,shewasgettinghimbythethroat,andhewasyieldingtoher.

           Shenowdidalmosteverythingforhim,andhefeltmoreathomewithher,lessashamedofacceptinghermenialoffices,thanwithConnie.Shelikedhandlinghim.Shelovedhavinghisbodyinhercharge,absolutely,tothelastmenialoffices.ShesaidtoConnieoneday:’Allmenarebabies,whenyoucometothebottomofthem.Why,I’vehandledsomeofthetoughestcustomersaseverwentdownTevershallpit.Butletanythingailthemsothatyouhavetodoforthem,andthey’rebabies,justbigbabies.Oh,there’snotmuchdifferenceinmen!’

           AtfirstMrsBoltonhadthoughttherereallywassomethingdifferentinagentleman,arealgentleman,likeSirClifford.SoCliffordhadgotagoodstartofher.