He closed the door. “No, I’m not a virgin. In the present case it did not matter, as there was no one else within earshot. And girls and women, perhaps, are different. And when you reflect how much at heart your poor mother, whose loss we must ever deplore, had our union, you will, I am persuaded, no longer refuse me. Narrow little beady brown eyes, and she’s got big eyebrows like dead caterpillars.
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