The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. " "Why, what'll you do?" demanded the turnkey. Curiosity held her by one hand, urging her to recklessness, and caution held her by the other. In each pause she could sense his growing trepidation. ” “Out with it, then,” he cried, almost roughly.
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