’ Obediently, Gerald rose and walked to the other end of the parlour. She passed him silently as she dropped Michelle’s dried corpse into the open clay pit awkwardly, like a discarded doll. The pouting cherry lips were slightly parted and the very faintest of panting breaths, together with the quick rise and fall of an alluring bosom, betrayed her fear. CHAPTER XVI. Manning; and repeated, “a sort of history.
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