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She is no longer mine; she is yours. Free! All the fine ecstasy, without the numbing terror. ‘Ah, no,’ Gerald uttered at once, lowering his voice and infusing it with all the promise he could command. This "fatal retreat for the unfortunate brave" was marked by a low wooden railing, within which stood the triple tree.
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