“Oh, Michelle, I’m such a miserable fool. You’re trespassing again, and I’ve come to arrest you,’ Gerald said promptly. A little smothered cry broke from her lips—the curtains were thrown aside and a man stepped out. Then he opened them again suddenly, to find Courtlaw still by his side. Ramage?” he asked. “I heard the clock strike as I crossed the square,” she answered. The pouting cherry lips were slightly parted and the very faintest of panting breaths, together with the quick rise and fall of an alluring bosom, betrayed her fear. He returned to attend the funeral.
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