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He stole his chance and thrust his hand towards hers. She twisted to meet him and folded into his embrace. The thought passed through his mind even as he started to cross the terrace at a jogtrot, moving to head her off. ‘What do we do now?’ Gerald took a pace towards the girl. Each one had been different from the others, each had had a quality all its own, a distinctive freshness, a distinctive beauty. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. “They say there are spots on the sun.
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