He had hurt her. ” He spoke of secretarial work, but even there she would need to be able to do typing and shorthand. Then he sensed the trap. She looked in the rear-view mirror. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. “Were you thinking of private apartments, a boarding-house or an hotel?” she asked. The salt air was fresher than the stale air in the manor. ‘Do not think—’ he panted, ‘that I am finished—with you, mademoiselle. Were it not for your voice, I don't think I should know you. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. He raised her to a sitting position.
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