I have an idea that you are in some sort of trouble. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. Let me keep him. ’ Exasperated, Gerald glared at her. He was certain that those lips of hers had never known the natural and pardonable simper of youth. “Great Scott!” he exclaimed huskily. Oh, I’ve loved love, dear! I’ve loved love and you, and the glory of you; and the great time is over, and I have to go carefully and bear children, and—take care of my hair—and when I am done with that I shall be an old woman.
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