This—’ waving an imperious hand in a sweeping arc about the library ‘—is my house. Everything was blurred. It’s not you—not a bit. And she found herself able to do nothing of the sort. “You are coming my way,” Courtlaw answered. ‘It is not easy. I had no idea!” She sat down abruptly and threw her wrists limply upon the table. At the same time he comprehended that she was as pure and lovely as the white orchid of Borneo and that she did not carry that ridiculous shield called false modesty.
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