Once he had managed to stake his claim, she would have all to do to prove her identity and win it back. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. His conscience, however, was entirely another affair. Lucy kicked her side, then her wounded leg, dislodging her. ’ ‘Do you care to test that theory?’ Gerald suggested easily. “And now let us leave the men alone and talk about ourselves. ‘Don’t even think of it,’ warned Gerald, in the voice generally reserved for his men.
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