And yet, she would be easy prey in her present state of mind to any plausible, attractive scoundrel. One or two landladies refused her with an air of conscious virtue that she found hard to explain. ‘Gérard—’ ‘What now?’ he asked, rife with suspicion. The doorbell tinkled and Michelle grabbed her purse and rushed down the creaky wooden stairs. I have it on my conscience that I offended you—” “Offended me when?” “I’ve been haunted by the memory of you. On coming to himself, he found he had been wrapped in a blanket and put to bed with a couple of hot bricks to his feet.
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