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She wore a plain black dress, reaching almost to her throat—her small oval face, with the large brown eyes, was colourless, delicately expressive, yet with something mysterious in its Sphinx-like immobility. ‘Comment? What do you say?’ Gerald looked down into her face, and found himself touched by the uncertainty he saw there. His name was Marvel, and his avocation, which was as repulsive as his looks, was that of public executioner. " Jonathan hastily picked up the pen, and presented it to Trenchard, who attached his signature to the document. Her personal maidservant, the first she had ever had in her life, was joyful for her. ’ Lucilla burst into laughter and clapped her hands.
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