She reflected upon that with a thrill of terror that was also, somehow, in some faint remote way, gleeful. "I'd lay down my life for yours. ‘I’ll handle her better alone. Poor fellow! he sometimes indulges the hope of marrying you, when he grows old enough. 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. She slipped on white thin-soled tennis shoes with no socks, her ankles exposed as Shari had once suggested they be worn. "Release me instantly, or I will call my father.
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