And I get myself dirty. . Mounting the door he had last opened, he placed his hands on the wall above, and quickly drew himself up. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. ‘You would know more of me?’ ‘I would know everything about you,’ Gerald told her, his tone at once provocative and inviting. A single false step might have precipitated him into the street; or, if he had trodden upon an unsound part of the roof, he must have fallen through it.
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