Gerald’s gaze bored into hers. Water poured into her eyes, nose, and mouth in a torrent from which she had to turn and wheeze. She tended the twins while the Clotilde was in Sebastian’s private chambers, a place she gave a wide berth. ” “Until some one takes pity on me and marries me?” He raised his eyebrows in mild appeal. ” “You are not yourself to-night, Courtlaw,” Ennison said.
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