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“I refuse to leave when the both of us are still shaking like leaves in a torrential storm.”
Mrs. Hudson clung to him, glancing to the left and right and behind them constantly.
“I’m sorry to have put you through this.”
“You had no idea, John.”
“I should have.”
“Why?”
He paused a moment, allowing her to put her arms around him and he about her. “It’s terrible.”
“Tell me.”
“I hate to add to your present burden.”
“If we ever become man and wife, you shall constantly be adding to my burden.”
“You have such a way with words, such that I’m never sure if you’re teasing me or scolding me or doing both at the same time.”
“Well, dear, a woman has little power in this world besides being clever.”
He laughed, tilted her chin up to deliver a light kiss on her lips.
“John, someone might be watching.”
“Damn them then. Damn them all!”
He kissed her again.
And they were being watched.
Closely.
