The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. You are queerly educated; and it strikes me that your father had some definite purpose in thus educating you. ’ ‘Yes, but what is it, Jacques?’ demanded the lady. For a time he would be the grim Protestant Flagellant, pursuing the idea of self-castigation. “You need a reason.
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