"My coat!" he repeated, his glance burning into hers. A smile trembled at the corners of her mouth as she recalled Gerald’s ridiculous upbraiding of his own reflection in the mirror. "Stop thief!" roared Jonathan. She got up early, and walked about the garden in the dewy June sunshine and revived her childhood. ‘Who telled you that?’ ‘Do not ask me impertinent questions, but only go you and fetch this daughter here to me. ’ ‘But you don’t look anything like her,’ burst out Mrs Ibstock.
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