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Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. “Not at all. Her head swam. ’ ‘Gammon!’ burst from the captain, who had just tossed off a glass of Madeira. ‘Come on, Hilary. I want to ask you a plain question, and you must answer me faithfully. She told her husband that she wished her nothing more than her own death. " The prison bars of circumstance, they no longer encompassed her.
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