‘Do please continue,’ Gerald begged, deceptively docile. The blood temporarily halted to her brain, Michelle slept peacefully again. So, at least, thought one of two persons who were seated together in a small back-parlour of the house at Dollis Hill. ‘Now then, Gerald, out with it. He had a quick, shrewd, merry eye, and a look in which duplicity was agreeably veiled by good humour.
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