” She put her wrists upon his shoulders, feeling him surge with the pride of his own masculinity as she touched him. ‘Is that why you allowed me in, ma’am?’ A dimple appeared in the faded cheek. Peste, she had forgot the sword. There was no answer. ‘Well she does,’ insisted Miss Froxfield impenitently, and turned to Gerald. .
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