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Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud. But Gerald took it for the routine interest in an eligible bachelor, although he was aware many females had an eye for scarlet regimentals. But I’m generously ignorant of gems. ‘I’m a soldier, missie. 192 Her skirt had ridden almost to her hips. I’d only have to do something about it, and that I can’t. I am always reinventing myself with new styles.
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