Dieu du ciel! Gerald was kissing her! She struggled to be free, and the arms that held her loosened, the lips leaving hers. She’s already spoken for. It was as if Grace-church Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. Everybody who’s going to develop into a woman.
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