There was a hint of tears in her voice. ’ ‘What, Madame Valade?’ demanded Gerald. For her mother to betray her seemed inevitable, but the betrayal seemed worse than her fate. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. Then they dressed her in a dirty dress of coarse serge and a cap, and took away her own clothes. ’ She turned and swept away from him, pacing the length of the room to the window Gerald had unshuttered. His father and mother are gone now. "Not the sort of stories young ladies should read.
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