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A creeping numbness invaded her. So long as she stood beside him, the Hand would not prevail. The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings. ‘Can I not leave you for a day without you getting yourself into trouble?’ ‘Imbecile,’ she uttered faintly. "She has fallen into the villain's hands. ’ ‘I am a very English man,’ Gerald said. The stage manager came out from the wings, and taking her hand led her off. Crossing them, he ascended an eminence, which, from its singular shape, seems to have been the site of a Roman encampment, and which commands a magnificent prospect.
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