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"Can you not love him?" "Love him!" echoed the widow. ’ ‘It’s no use blaming me, Gerald,’ uttered Roding, shrugging helplessly as his senior turned questioning eyes on him. ‘That little kiss cost him his sanctuary, my girl, and don’t you forget it. It was at his side below the breast, hidden by the dark colour of his close-fitting jacket. Another picture slid across her vision. Maybe the girl was telling the truth, and then again, maybe she wasn't. Her curiosity was insatiable, her dreams filled with happy speculation over what hair color her babies would inherit. The moment my escape is known, a large reward will be placed on my head.
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