A white house that she often found charming loomed gray and ashen, its gardens shorn for the coming winter. Predictably, Charvill turned on him. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. Gerald would not marry her even with a dowry. He had been back for two weeks during some pleasant weather in July. "I forbid you to do that. She gently placed the car back upon the ground. Sebastian slowed the car after they had traveled seventy miles into the countryside.
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