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CHAPTER XXII. But perhaps he was right not to tell you the truth. Sometimes a whole morning would pass without Spurlock uttering a word beyond the request for a drink of water. All right! I’m off. ‘Lord,’ Gerald uttered, his inexplicable annoyance evaporating. “John, don’t!” she cried. Also he had said—laughing in that way with his eyes which made a flutter in her chest— that Prudence will find an Englishman to marry her. Howard Spurlock. ” She leaned forward for another kiss, which he responded to. ‘I live in Kent. “I’m not the Devil.
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