” “For my infertility. I'll keep it for your sake. " "Ah!" ejaculated the widow, hiding her face. She was conscious of a ceaseless undercurrent of sound—the guttural Chinese tongue. I tore the marriage certificate from his pocket and burnt it. . ’ ‘Oh, do they?’ Gerald said, sudden wrath kindling. She climbed slowly towards it, keeping close to the hedge side, fragrant with wild roses, and holding her skirts high above the dew-laden grass. Something namelessly abhorrent in the eyes of those men…! She knew what arms were for—to fold and embrace and to hold one tightly; but why men wished to kiss women was still a profound mystery.
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