Dieu du ciel! Gerald was kissing her! She struggled to be free, and the arms that held her loosened, the lips leaving hers. Someone, it appeared, was trying to profit from that fact. Her head felt absurdly like one of those noddling manikins in the Hong-Kong curio-shops. Her cheeks seemed to burn, her veins ran riot, and her heart was beating so fast that she was sure he must feel it through his scarlet coat. “Shopman.
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