She thought of leaving the Beck house less and less these days, though the suitcase remained packed underneath her creaky bed. I didn’t realize—I don’t see how I can get out of it now. ‘Seems to me, missie, as you’re as dangerous a female as I’m like to see. Could she hold him and manage the reins? If only Gerald had not gone. That handsome, finely drawn face belonged to a soul with clean ideals.
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