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“Touch a hair on his head and you will insure that I will never make love to you again. Instead, you are willing to go to a place like that where you ought not to be allowed to think of showing yourself. His head turned sideways towards the noise, his brows scowling. Taking a firm grasp of his pistol, Gerald eased back, let go the handle of the door, and at the same instant, swung his booted foot. She was, she guessed, close to the library.
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