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Her complexion had resisted the snow-glare wonderfully; her skin had only deepened its natural warmth a little under the Alpine sun. ‘Let go!’ ‘Do you take me for a fool?’ Gerald demanded. Men do not understand constancy as women do. ‘Don’t dare address me by such a title. The same old lines and verses, over and over, until there had come times when shrieking would have relieved her. Whether it was the nun’s habit or the harlot’s clothing that distressed her more, he could not begin to guess.
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