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If only Gerald would come. He entered the room with his usual deliberation, and looked covertly about him. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. One main avenue was for her to become a sort of salaried accessory wife or mother, to be a governess or an assistant schoolmistress, or a very high type of governess-nurse. But all normal humans smelled wonderful to her, even dirty ones. It simply doesn’t count. One morning he caught her hand suddenly and kissed it. Was it ruined?’ ‘But yes, it was entirely ruined. ‘I thought it was his great-nephew, young Brewis Charvill, who is his heir. Annabel, I cannot believe it. She stood face to face with him, and his voice cut across her speech and made her stop abruptly. She rose and attacked Lucy, kicking her with the grafted leg that was too big for her body. " "You are heiress to the Trenchard property," rejoined Jonathan, "one of the largest estates in Lancashire.
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