Do not mistake me. ’ The lashes fluttered demurely. Then she fell into a fever of remorse for the habit of bad language she had acquired. ’ There was a kind of aching hunger in Gerald’s gaze. This was the bitterest hour he had ever known. Nevertheless it was overwhelming. "I can't hold it much longer—it'll break my wrist. ’ ‘Grossly unfair, too.
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