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She had lost her nerve, and there was no more freedom in London for her that night. Spurlock had sensed what had gone completely over McClintock's head—that this was the playing of a soul in damnation. Not a word was uttered for some time, nor any sound heard except the stilled sobs of the unfortunate mother. ’ ‘I thank you,’ Gerald said drily. ’ ‘That’s exactly what I’m afraid of. Her lover surely did not 223 understand the implications of what he had asked for and his lust blinded him to the realities of existence even now. ‘And now, monsieur le major—’ ‘I will see you to the door,’ Gerald said, looking with interest at the building that his observant groom had told him housed a small collection of nuns. .

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