’ ‘Lord, man, it’s only a scratch!’ Suddenly Gerald snapped his fingers. He took her hand in his, raising it closer, and gently touched the maltreated skin. "The pocket-book you prigged contained the letters I wanted. “He must never know,” she would whisper to herself, “he must never know. “I’m very shy, and I would like to opt out if you don’t mind. You shall know the truth. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. This is a noted place for highwaymen.
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