The pouting cherry lips were slightly parted and the very faintest of panting breaths, together with the quick rise and fall of an alluring bosom, betrayed her fear. All this Woman-who-Diddery —no damn good. . She lunged without warning again, and Gosse, just catching her blade on his own, was obliged to retreat backwards up the little stair. . Sheila was a stout woman, her bosoms huge, her face 110 wide and square.
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