‘Bête!’ Gerald caught her hand as she pulled it back to deliver another blow. He might be unfortunate, but he would scarcely be a fool. “Nothing. But not a word to him of Lady Trafford's absence—mind that. ’ ‘I would have done, only you threatened to blow off my head,’ Gerald reminded her, laughing. I’d take it— forgive me if I seem a little urgent—as a sort of proof of friendliness. The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the inky waters below. You've got me interested and curious. ” She refused.
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