You are somebody’s secretary, are you not?” It was plain that the subject was distasteful to her, but Ennison, although famous in a small way for his social tact, did not at once discard it. His grip twisted her wrist. ‘Why do you think I want a man ready to run to me with every move she makes?’ countered Gerald. She leaves me almost without comparisons. He was even a little jealous of Sebastian. Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. ‘Is it worth it?’ he asked at last.
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