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Pagina 51
You might stretch out a hand to him for comfort and feel the hot , burning kisses of adoration ; you might feel only the cold marble of “ unassailable righteousness . ” “ May you what ? ” he answered , lifting his head in surprise .
You might stretch out a hand to him for comfort and feel the hot , burning kisses of adoration ; you might feel only the cold marble of “ unassailable righteousness . ” “ May you what ? ” he answered , lifting his head in surprise .
Pagina 119
Hamish was becoming more and more engaged in his ministerial duties , and the Allison who had once sorrowed because she could no longer feel the ecstasy of his arm around her in the darkness , was appeased by the unadulterated love of ...
Hamish was becoming more and more engaged in his ministerial duties , and the Allison who had once sorrowed because she could no longer feel the ecstasy of his arm around her in the darkness , was appeased by the unadulterated love of ...
Pagina 297
She loved the feel of the soft down on his tiny head . Something , however , had gone from her for ever , part of her which had been tortured and twisted when Andrew went , and then torn to pieces when she saw her children lying cold ...
She loved the feel of the soft down on his tiny head . Something , however , had gone from her for ever , part of her which had been tortured and twisted when Andrew went , and then torn to pieces when she saw her children lying cold ...
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