Then the dagger’s point came in a whirling arc towards his face. The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. She had animated dark blue-gray eyes under her fine eyebrows, and dark brown hair that rolled back simply and effectively from her broad low forehead. “Go from me, husband!” With a flourish he brought her arms behind her and her body was slammed to the floor. She softened her tone and scrambled for the right words. He “went in” for microscopy in the unphilosophical Victorian manner as his “hobby. He was never known to err, and was as much dreaded as the jailfever in consequence. The baby was placed in her 19 lap. “Not like it’s your fault if you wake up one day and decide you hanker for a nice piece of ass, a ten-minute tumble.
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