There was no broken faith—not even any question of anything of the sort. ’ Taking the chair she had indicated with a careless wave of one stiff-fingered hand, Gerald felt hope burgeoning. The sunshine was brilliant, the air mild. You might even tire of me by then, you know. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. She sighed with relief.
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