“I don’t mean simply intensity of sensation. Dead or alive, I'll have him. Wood, Sir," he added, with much emotion, "is one of the best of men, and would be the happiest, were it not that—" and he hesitated. “Hotel Ritz,” he said mechanically to the coachman. The second look told me I was wrong. Meet me. Dieu du ciel! Gerald was kissing her! She struggled to be free, and the arms that held her loosened, the lips leaving hers.
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