Camden exuded a kind of gravity that would pull her in if she wasn't careful."I just wanted to say how sorry I am for hurting you and Jacob. Nothing I... can do will take that back." She stopped as her tears choked her voice. "I don't expect you to forgive me."Molly felt her strength failing until she saw Zoe coming up the sidewalk carrying a twelve-pack of cider. When Zoe saw the tableau at the doorway she gave Molly a questioning look, offering to stay away with a nod of her head."No, Zoe, come. After asking a rather taciturn farmer, who was repairing a roadside fence, for directions they found the disused quarry. The windows in the derelict office and weighbridge were all broken and the doors ajar but, to their great disappointment, the entrance to the underground part of the workings was blocked by a heavy steel door secured by a large padlock. A dirty faded sign read "Danger Keep Out." Blow" said Julian, "I had hoped that as the ground is supposedly so stable here no one would. ) He lay restlessly waiting, the radio tuned to his favourite channel [4 extra] and began with some humour dating from the 1960`s then an episode of Sherlock Holmes followed by yet another piece of humour, however he was so preoccupied that he couldn’t concentrate, he knew she would be with him, Richard, and by now she would be getting some punishment, he was desperate to fondle himself, his mind imagining all sorts of different scenario`s… the radio announced 9pm, then 10, before he heard her. George returned to work on his engines, it took three to four hours to convert a six inch stroke self contained mineshaft pumping engine to a fully functional fucking machine, and by the end of the week he had repaired Ada Cleghorn's Cuntraption Belgique, and had five steam pumps converted to Fucking Machines, and three faulty imported steam pumps converted to hand operated Fucking machines ready for testing."I ain't testing all that lot" his maid Bessie insisted."That's a job for a prostitute.