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” She shook her head. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. I’d do anything, Vee. After all, they’re history in the making. ’ Gerald considered. . So, adroitly and patiently, he pulled Ruth apart; that is, he plucked forth a little secret here, another there, until he had quite a substantial array. She tried not to pant, not to reveal herself, and she began to shake. She was always initiating petty breaches of discipline. ’ A gleam of rare humour slid into Charvill’s chest.
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