But don't suppose, Madam, that anything I say has reference to you. Part 8 And as she sat on her bed that night, musing and half-undressed, she began to run one hand down her arm and scrutinize the soft flow of muscle under her skin. Faintly bothered by what it might mean, Gerald rose from his seat and crossed to the tray to pour himself a glass of wine. " She showed him the locket; and he studied the face. “Mr. The servants had left the room. “Don’t you know, child, that this is torture for me? What in God’s name more can you have to tell me?” Her face had become almost like a marble image. “You do look really nice. Ray did not pace, he just stood.
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