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She uncrossed her legs and lowered herself, carefully and slowly, until she lay supine. Shari entered the room in a damp towel, fresh from the shower. “It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. But I am not worthy to be any man's wife —far less his wife. ‘I just don’t understand you, Gerald. And now tell me what has happened to my poor mother?" "Ever since your last capture, and Thames's mysterious disappearance, she has been dreadfully ill," replied Winifred; "so ill, that each day was expected to be her last. I met you here as Lady Ferringhall. She doesn't understand; she believes he has taken a sudden dislike to her. Kneebone!" "That you would not accept him were he to offer—" "Be silent, Sir. I am suspected of having shot the man. Empty, silly, coarse brutes. They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. "It won't do, widow," said he, drawing near her, while she shrank from his approach, "so you may spare your breath.
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