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’
Her
heart
gave
a
little
thrill
,
and
she
replied
with
extra
softness
:
’
Very
good
,
Sir
Clifford
!
’
She
was
very
deft
,
with
a
soft
,
lingering
touch
,
a
little
slow
.
At
first
he
had
resented
the
infinitely
soft
touch
of
her
fingers
on
his
face
.
But
now
he
liked
it
,
with
a
growing
voluptuousness
.
He
let
her
shave
him
nearly
every
day
:
her
face
near
his
,
her
eyes
so
very
concentrated
,
watching
that
she
did
it
right
.
And
gradually
her
fingertips
knew
his
cheeks
and
lips
,
his
jaw
and
chin
and
throat
perfectly
.
He
was
well
-
fed
and
well
-
liking
,
his
face
and
throat
were
handsome
enough
and
he
was
a
gentleman
.
She
was
handsome
too
,
pale
,
her
face
rather
long
and
absolutely
still
,
her
eyes
bright
,
but
revealing
nothing
.
Gradually
,
with
infinite
softness
,
almost
with
love
,
she
was
getting
him
by
the
throat
,
and
he
was
yielding
to
her
.
She
now
did
almost
everything
for
him
,
and
he
felt
more
at
home
with
her
,
less
ashamed
of
accepting
her
menial
offices
,
than
with
Connie
.
She
liked
handling
him
.
She
loved
having
his
body
in
her
charge
,
absolutely
,
to
the
last
menial
offices
.
She
said
to
Connie
one
day
:
’
All
men
are
babies
,
when
you
come
to
the
bottom
of
them
.
Why
,
I
’
ve
handled
some
of
the
toughest
customers
as
ever
went
down
Tevershall
pit
.
But
let
anything
ail
them
so
that
you
have
to
do
for
them
,
and
they
’
re
babies
,
just
big
babies
.
Oh
,
there
’
s
not
much
difference
in
men
!
’
At
first
Mrs
Bolton
had
thought
there
really
was
something
different
in
a
gentleman
,
a
real
gentleman
,
like
Sir
Clifford
.
So
Clifford
had
got
a
good
start
of
her
.
But
gradually
,
as
she
came
to
the
bottom
of
him
,
to
use
her
own
term
,
she
found
he
was
like
the
rest
,
a
baby
grown
to
man
’
s
proportions
:
but
a
baby
with
a
queer
temper
and
a
fine
manner
and
power
in
its
control
,
and
all
sorts
of
odd
knowledge
that
she
had
never
dreamed
of
,
with
which
he
could
still
bully
her
.
Connie
was
sometimes
tempted
to
say
to
him
:
’
For
God
’
s
sake
,
don
’
t
sink
so
horribly
into
the
hands
of
that
woman
!
’
But
she
found
she
didn
’
t
care
for
him
enough
to
say
it
,
in
the
long
run
.
