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It was a moment or two before Gerald, opening his eyes on the girl’s astounded expression, recollected himself sufficiently to pull out of the extraordinary impact she’d had on him. He did not leave much of an 17 impression. Now lend me your own hand. To-night we leave for Marseilles. It must be my fault that you have not learnt that your husband is the man to come to—at such a time as this. He bowed over her hand, venturing to drop a kiss on it’s leathery surface.

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