Spurlock bent his head to the rail. She appeared not to have realised the implications of her outburst, but clung a little to Gerald’s hands which had taken hers in a comforting clasp. ’ ‘You little fiend,’ exclaimed Gerald wrathfully. ” Annabel had been lying curled up on the lounge, the personification of graceful animal ease. Gosse were you born, and Gosse will you remain to your death.
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