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’ ‘I don’t, as a matter of fact,’ Gerald said decidedly, a frown creasing his brow. She had lost her nerve, and there was no more freedom in London for her that night. The folds of a thick muslin neckcloth in some degree protected him, but the gash was desperate.
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