She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon. A short flight of steps brought him to a dark passage, into which he plunged. Cursing under his breath, Gerald moved swiftly across and dragged her away. “Yes?” “You remember once, how we talked—at a gate on the Downs? We talked about how a girl might get an independent living. " Jack made no answer, nor did he even cast his eyes upon his follower. Had she expected to wed Valade herself? Had the fellow broken a vow of betrothal, or abandoned her? He must find out more. Her moods were many and always striking.
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