“Look at me. Her softly intertwined fingers became rigid. She was obliged to concede that his features were pleasing, his strength and vitality attractive; and there was no denying how well this uniform of a militia suited his figure, which was lean and powerful both. ” “Why on earth—? A man ought to be labelled. ‘Gérard, do not go,’ she cried, breathless. . But most of all, I wanted to love.
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