Next instant, Gerald felt his wrist seized in an iron grip. Then most horribly she was clasped about the waist from behind and lifted from the ground. “If you speak—farewell. One who steals. He could remember when women laid away their gowns in lavender—as this girl's mother had. He dug about in his mind for a term to fit her, and he came upon the word new. ’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. \"Want your pencil back?\" She asked him warily, squinting.
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