‘I knew you would be furious. ‘Oh, Lord,’ muttered Gerald, going instantly to her aid. The room behind was another small antechamber, presumably linking the back rooms. This employment seemed to afford him the highest satisfaction; for a diabolical grin—it cannot be called a smile—played upon his face all the time he was engaged in it. He grabbed her hair viciously and whispered loudly into her tear-streaked face. She read on and on, now thrilled by the swiftly moving drama, now enraptured by the tender passages of love. He dragged it out, and perceiving, in spite of the decayed frame, that it was the body of Sir Rowland Trenchard, commanded his attendants to convey it up stairs—an order which was promptly obeyed. " And, with a few magical touches, he stamped the fleeting expression on the canvass. 153 The halls emptied with special urgency as teens rushed forth into heated cars and buses to make the mad dash home before the coming storm. "I'm your dupe no longer. It was Martin, she could hear his heart beat. ‘If you had told him that I would rather die than see him, he would not have come.
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