He leaned forward to better drink her in. I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. They had not so far been of much personal interest to Gerald, but tonight was different. . He seemed to deliberate. But of what avail is this? You have no execution, no finish. Without a word, without a sign, Enschede started toward the beach, where his proa waited.
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