“Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. ‘That’s what started the fracas,’ Gerald admitted ruefully, nursing his injured hand as he recalled it. More importantly, she had her wits. Sheppard,—"pray let me go. Maggot. Before an hour had elapsed, the concourse was fearfully increased.
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