” She said with a tone of defiance. ‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. Still—” Then, with incredible and obviously deliberate stupidity, and a voice as flat as her own, he asked, “Who is the man?” Her spirit raged within her at the dumbness, the paralysis that had fallen upon her. ‘Lord,’ Gerald uttered, his inexplicable annoyance evaporating. She immediately took the pillows from under the head of the man who had two names, released the collar and tie, and arranged the arms alongside the body. ” Ramage looked at her, and then fell into deep reflection as the waiter came to paragraph their talk again. “What are you doing?” “Nothing. "God forgive me for using such a word!" he cried, in a troubled tone; "if I hadn't yielded to my wife's silly request, this wouldn't have happened!" CHAPTER VII.
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