But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored. ’ Gerald frowned in an effort of memory, and then laughed as he recalled one of the lies she had invented for his benefit. Analysis would come later, when the primitive conscience, satisfied, would cease to dominate his thought and action. ‘Jacques?’ she called out, forgetting the need for silence. A person of somewhat artificial graces and mannerisms, she was for once in her life perfectly natural. She rose to the fire to stoke it. "Then we're imprisoned. .
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