” She said. John, I shall eat that whole tin of sardines. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. And yet, she would be easy prey in her present state of mind to any plausible, attractive scoundrel. Sheppard made an effort to speak, but her voice was choked by emotion.
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