"Don't swear, Jack, or I shall distrust you. "And you have seen … drunken men?" Prudence's tones were full of suppressed horror. She grasped at the right one, massaging where his grip had been and Gerald hoped he had not bruised her. Part of his head was swathed in linen bandages. C. She was honest again.
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