He swore that I was his wife, that chance had given me to him at last. ’ Kimble’s widening gaze told its own tale, but still he kept his fingers on the handle of the door. " "It is, indeed," replied Mrs. Nevertheless, relief washed over her, her body rejoicing in the afterglow of twenty years of tension released. It was a face that matched her body, so pure and beautiful that any man would have killed for her.
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