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’ *** It must have been fate, Gerald decided, near an hour later, staring intently at the closed French windows on the raised alcove that led out to the terrace. “Feel better. Easy enough. ‘How do you do? I am so happy to meet you. She was pensive and thoughtful. She was dressed as a white woman should be; and that for the present satisfied her instincts. He turned the wheel carefully as he touched her neck with the other, threading her soft curls in between his slim fingers. They all balk because there aren't any petticoats. The wine was sweetened with cinnamon and cloves and rare edible flowers, which her father had instructed her not to drink excessively of. I must provide for my safety.
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