She took Mr. How much Mary knew is a mystery. “Why?” he asked, suavely. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. Too busy. For a time Spurlock did not move. ‘I—I mean, she were—’ ‘Pretty as a picture?’ suggested Gerald. Then his beard was of a reddish hue, and his complexion warm and sanguine.
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