Unwillingly he drew a little nearer, and became one of the group of loiterers about the entrance. You are not my husband. ’ ‘For God’s sake, don’t accuse her of murder,’ begged Gerald, retrieving the lady’s hat and handing it to her, ‘or she’ll be challenging me to a duel again. The room was reeling, or was it that she was going to faint? She recovered herself with a supreme effort.
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