Part 8 And as she sat on her bed that night, musing and half-undressed, she began to run one hand down her arm and scrutinize the soft flow of muscle under her skin. ’ Gerald let out a sigh both relieved and satisfied and repeated the name. To-night there seemed to be a new brilliancy in her eyes, a deeper quality in her tone. She was no longer a confederate in that. They embarked upon an open and declared friendship. .
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