" Mr. " "A secret!" exclaimed Trenchard. . Dieu du ciel! Gerald was kissing her! She struggled to be free, and the arms that held her loosened, the lips leaving hers. Her tone was hoarse with passion. She appeared not to have realised the implications of her outburst, but clung a little to Gerald’s hands which had taken hers in a comforting clasp. Get it off your soul. . More than this, it would serve to mitigate her own abysmal loneliness to pool it temporarily with his.
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