She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. “Great. ‘Softly, you say?’ she uttered, raging. ‘Don’t lose your temper again. Here and there, patches of flesh adhered to the bones, and the dank dripping hair hanging about what had once been the face, gave it a ghastly appearance. He forgot Annabel’s idle attempts at love-making, all the cul-de-sac gallantry of the moment.
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