- Damn it hurts - he replied, but heard concealed pleasure in his voice. He pulled her to him, his good arm under her and squeezed her buttocks. - Oh, and bathing to bed, Miss Emma. If I have these things, you would be busy until dawn, comforting me. Emma took refuge with a blanket, his head resting on his chest. She heard the firm and pounding his heart, and did not allow himself to think that he can stop the executioner. - You quite comforted today, - she said. He laughed, and it was a cozy home sound. Emma could even imagine that they lay on a featherbed in Ferhevene, and their children slept in the room next door, and all the trouble behind.
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