"You lie!" Head down, fists doubled, Spurlock rushed: only to be met with a kick which was intended for the groin but which struck the thigh instead. Why? If she had put the query to herself, she could not have answered it. The brilliant sunshine poured through the window, effecting an oblong block of mote-swimming light. ’ Exasperated, Gerald glared at her.
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