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‘You dare to come to me? What do you wish of me? Why have you come? I do not want you!’ She swept round on Gerald abruptly and he braced for the onslaught. Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring. To vault over the pews was the work of a moment; and having gained the entry leading to the Red Room he passed through the first door; his progress being only impeded by the pile of broken stones, which he himself had raised. A Hand that strove to reach his shoulder, relentless, soulless but lawful. The newcomer stopped short upon the threshold. He quickly responded to her kiss and grasped her to him, kissing her deeply. The destroying angel hurried by, shrouded in his gloomiest apparel.
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