You must—you shall be mine. CHAPTER THE FOURTEENTH THE COLLAPSE OF THE PENITENT Part 1 Spring had held back that year until the dawn of May, and then spring and summer came with a rush together. Do have some tea, won’t you? If you must, go then. Not entirely. But when she was thinking it over in her room that evening vague and baffling doubts came drifting across this conviction. ’ Gerald frowned. ‘There’s no controlling you, is there?’ He held up his hands.
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