If you know her for the vicious, scheming wretch that she is, why in God’s name—?’ ‘She’s not a vicious, scheming wretch,’ Gerald said calmly. A large dog was then set at him by a stable-boy; but, striking the animal with his faithful iron-bar, he speedily sent him yelping back. Her eyes flashed. He brought home a few waverers to talk to them where they had no chance of getting away. She moved forward almost indiscernibly, a millimeter. ” “I can’t go back to the Beck’s ever again.
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