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‘It must seem strange to you at first. ‘And why not?’ ‘Because,’ Gerald said matter of factly, ‘convent-bred jeune demoiselles do not commonly know how to handle either pistols or daggers. “You didn’t expect that I should kiss you?” “How was I to know that a man would—would think it was possible—when there was nothing—no love?” “How did I know there wasn’t love?” That silenced her for a moment. Miching Mallecho IX. Purney, the present ordinary of Newgate. Gerald kicked the panelled wall in frustration. I love him as a brother. . The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention.
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