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Gerald frowned. There are men in the Lowndean who laugh at him—simply laugh at him. Even in her own sorry skin-and-bones state of wraithlike pallor and gray under eye circles she was drawing unwanted attention from would-be admirers. And, turning at the touch, he perceived Sheppard's glance fixed meaningly upon him. "She has, she has," said Jack, in a broken voice.
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