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‘And why not?’ ‘Because,’ Gerald said matter of factly, ‘convent-bred jeune demoiselles do not commonly know how to handle either pistols or daggers. She turned towards the door, and had taken a pace towards it when it was flung open. But that instinct is severely dampened most of the time. Dieu du ciel! Gerald was kissing her! She struggled to be free, and the arms that held her loosened, the lips leaving hers. The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. She could not move. "That was the lad's name," returned the stranger.
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