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“Well?” “You and all the rest of them are always lamenting that I do not marry. Gerald instantly took her arm and guided her back to her chair. Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. ‘Jacques! This—this bête he attacks me, and you stand there and you do nothing. And the way he and the other men looked at her! The desire was plain on their faces, so many noblemen reduced to their simplest elements! They looked at her sideways, they looked at her backside, scanning her blue eyes and even looking right into her face. Sweatshirts and sweatpants were in for a while but they’re out now.
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