" Months later I would realize that no matter what dark secrets some people might have, or what closets they might be in, their egos made them maintai... their image in public as how they wanted to be perceived. I was still in a funny mood when she finally arrived to pick me up, I really didn't know what I wanted so I asked her to go for a drive out of the city and up into the highlands. She was happy to comply, I liked the fresh air of the country and later we stopped at a quaint pub near a. She then walked around the isle and stood next to me. "You know, it's rude to interrupt a girl," she said. I took a good look at her face. It was pale, there were scratch marks on her cheeks and next to her eyes. "It's also rude to yell "Hang on, I'll be with you in a moment' at a customer in the middle of an orgasm."She laughed. "Orgasm? I wasn't even remotely there yet." Well," I said, "then you might want to find a somewhat less public place and get to it."She threw her head over her. 'Body, dead body that'd been in the river a few days." Oh," his wife said. "Whose?"Beall waited until he had chewed down some of the dumpling in his mouth and thought of how much his wife really wanted to know as well as how much she already knew. Margaret Beall did not like being left out of her husband's business. "Fellow called Sparks, was the Brookes' overseer once, some time back." I remember, stocky, dark haired cutthroat. Vicious but perhaps that goes with the job. Scandalized some of. . at the moment?” She tried to look fierce.“It’s true,” he said, his face straight. “At this moment I cannot think of any other woman I like more than you.”“You can’t knock me up,” she said, firmly.“Oh? And why is that?”“Because you’re too injured to make the headboard bang against the wall,” she said.She leaned forward to kiss him. It was a very passionate kiss. That kiss, along with the fact that she had not gotten off of him to mitigate the possibility of getting pregnant, made him reach.